Kingsford
   drinks from
           furry pond
               beside the catmansion

and I am ashamed–

       little vestibule of living
             as are we all this
                   needy, then,
                 these walls
                      the fringe
                           of
                            what we say is
                                    is
                                 what
                                     we shoo away

(originally published in The Headlight Review, Spring 2020)