Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Meow

The bitches at the grocery store discuss me--
They say, "get a load of her broad nose,
And short hair;
She's fucked up
Beyond repair,"
Like they all just won pageants or something.

I smell like the trees I live in--
The ones I drag their boyfriends up into
After I close my jaws
Over their faces
In a fatal kiss.
Just a little revenge,
A touch of mischief,
But I do think, as I snap their squeezes' greasy bones,
Discuss this,
Bitches.

Then again, a gal could turn herself hard that way.
She could start to hate
Store clerks,
Hyenas,
And the like,
If she dwelt on them and the vile sounds
They send out into the world.
There are better things to think about
For such as me--
For such a pussycat,
Such a remarkable,
Sweet honey-eyed
Killer of a girl.

_____ 

linked to dverse OLN #10

36 comments:

Helen said...

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Brian Miller said...

purrrrrrrr

hyenas taste bad anyway...filthy dirty creatures...just check out the people of walmart blog...imagine carrying that taste around in your mouth the rest of the day...just saying...

Lynn said...

Cool. :)

Sherry Blue Sky said...

"Hear me roar!" You go, girl! i love it, and the photos (of course).Such a beauty she is.

hedgewitch said...

Hyenas deserve all they get, but unfortunately you could get a disease that way. Last lines say it all--so many better things to do.

Mama Zen said...

So that's how I should be handling those bitches at the grocery store! Think it would work at the PTA, too?

Randy Behavior said...

I rather like your nose.

Arron Shilling said...

attitude and style -and a picture of my favourite big cat - awesome

Eric 'Bubba' Alder said...

Me-OW! Sharp as a cat's claw, Shay!



LOL @ the Word Verification:"ureedis"
(Yes, I did!)

Pat Hatt said...

Meoooow, those bitches better watch out..haha

Dulce said...

some felines are no sweet- no!

Beachanny said...

I once needed a big dose of this. Maybe I'll copy it and start posting on ice rink bulletin boards - thorny bitches always there ready to prick!
I try to remember they're moms wanting to build shields around their own, but one never understands why that makes them aggressively mean and bitter. Always good to be reminded that those briars wind through all of life. Excellent Shay

Sioux said...

That's the ultimate in cattiness. Me-Wow!

Cloudia said...

you smell like the tree you live in.
Me Too!


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chromapoesy.com said...

'Like they all just won pageants or something.' I was just thinking about the awful end of high school where all the nerd boys rated the girls and decided who was worthy of dating, they were remarkably cruel and circulated the list (so like the beginning of Facebook). I'm rambling because I'm gnashing my teeth (like I could really bite – yeah, I’m a big cat, well, a girl can dream). Magnificent.

Scarlet said...

"I am woman, hear me roar..." Nice one, Shay! Lots of raw, animal emotion in this one.

Laurie Kolp said...

You go girl!

lori said...

Sometimes it is hard not to let the crazies get to you, but you're right. It's not worth it. Knowing that and living that can be worlds apart though. But I'll never understand why they have to be so nasty sometimes. Ugh. You go, pussycat

ayala said...

sweet honey eyed killer of a girl- you go girl !!!!!!!!!!

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Oh wow, you nailed it just right!

Christine said...

blunt and to the point, purrfect

Ann Grenier said...

Oh, you're so fresh. I laughed out loud all the way through this piece. What a beautiful cat! Thanks so much for the laugh, Shay!!

Kerry O'Connor said...

How could I not love this poem - superb from start to finish, and the 'smelling of trees' line my favourite of all!

johnallenrichter said...

Hope my wife gives you a bunch of shit at the grocery because I'd love to see the inside of that tree house!!! Cool poem...... :)

Ann LeFlore said...

This is great now I know when I am at the store how to handle the bitches there this is way too funny thanks
http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/09/20/the-fait-of-our-lands/

Margaret said...

Oh, I am so lovin' her attitude! ha... she's just a soft hearted pussy cat. This is fantastic.

Evelyn said...

I love how playfully
combatative this is...
passive aggressive cookie goodness.

HermanTurnip said...

"I smell like the trees I live in--
The ones I drag their boyfriends up into"

Amazing line. Really made my night!

pandamoniumcat said...

Yeah...I like it!

Jannie Funster said...

Freaking grrrrrrrreat!

And you got me rethinking my penchant for climbing my tree to drink wine.

xxoo

haikulovesongs said...

i was a black panther in a previous life ~ enjoyed this immensely! ♥ {licking my claws, one at a time}

blueoran said...

Funny, that this predator would as soon break the necks of those bitches as drink the blood of their boyfriends and then round back to drawl claws across these said gals' back doors. Kissy kissy meow meow meow. A complex habitat ... - Brendan

nene said...

I smell like cilantro, jalapenos, frijoles and maiz. When I walk by people they start to drool and have the insatiable lQQk. I think they want to devour me. Sometimes I wish I smelled like my treehouse.

Jo Bryant said...

love the animalistic emotion in this

ellen abbott said...

Ooooo, love it.

Lolamouse said...

I think you shop at the same grocery store I do! Mess up some of them bitches for me will ya?