it was similar to the resurrection
oh but not the same..
i overheard a mother qualify and explain
something about their
miraculously risen cat..
the mother zoned-in on my baffled expression snagged
and within her reflection she gently flung
she culled and hulled and duffed my air
then away into the supermarket she burned
her piety affronted
and there morphed aglow
an angry mumsnet phantom
i her uninvited shock-absorbing defibrillator..
sunk manlessly skittering
i careered into another supermarket
i thought it would be best
i slipped as sloth
on my dropped pavement gaze deflected
an unappealing squirm of tangled beam
a blinking bevelled-edge bonanza
of furrowed dots and dashes
betwixt
rolling caterpillar eyebrows gone awol..
this street tableaux
a beached rolling wave unfurled
an unabsolved crashing space cadet
as marble-eyed magi liquidised cash-back
a blown-shrunk tumble-weed unredeemable consumer-human
hosed down to my melted meme aspect
a microwaved picasso meaning-gleaner
i retreated
bleeping 'neath a belisha beacon..
my mind wasn't looking its best
in other words
still digesting
such an upper-cut curve
of gnomic intervention
and worse
caught mangled in the musing act
higher moggy theosophy
obviously above my calling
above my resonating aura
no hope for esoteric cognisance
for epiphany no gears..
it was similar to the resurrection
oh but not the same..
burgled soul burger-flipped
the spaceman budgerigar
you don't want fries with that..
please re-corkscrew should you receive..
it was similar to the resurrection
oh but not the same..
so what kind of moggy is this
does it perform miracles
or does it deign only to sit there
silently
enigmatically
testing the new faithful
the old messianic 101 way..
okay so
it was similarly resurrected
but not the same..
similarly..
so what were the key differences
i wondered
as alien long-life noodle aisles
wandering unravelling
a knitting ball would never ponder me..
it was similarly resurrected
oh but not the same..
resurrected
so
was the fluffy one crucified
..should i call the rspca..
..oh but perhaps It has forgiven them..
thus
with no device for non-divine intervention
i resolved i must know my place
sadly one of the heathen brethren..
i looked but could not find
the cat food
which is okay
for i have not a cat
and yet of the holy moggy
i confess i still yearn to believe
that some myths
must be more than mere mythology
for the gentle purring
and laying of paws
this cruel world well and truly needs..
