for my cat, Albion Moonlight

when my sweet Friend tries to relieve herself of waste

nothing comes,

no waste inside

good for her

later stretching out on the back porch

her Tabby belly growing grey full and furry,

knowing this process will complete itself,

oblivious to the wait,

unconcerned with time

cycles spin and wheel

the strings happen into their endings and beginnings

simply,

earnestly,

like her Moon turning,

ashes to ashes,

Albion

St. Louis

2/14/73

Valentines Day