The first words
Spoken aloud to me,
This morning, were
“There were maggots
In the cat dishes, I
Cleaned them out.” X five.

The first thoughts
Spoken to me, as I got up,
Were about maggots,
And I cursed their silky sides,
And my irresponsibility,
Within our six-fold cat lives.

The first words
Spoken to me
In a new-dawn morning,
Were about maggots,
Not aggregates,
Where Our ever-always reside.

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 5/5/07