Or the Coyotes

It can be sweet
Tang Vermont

Like buttercream
Destination

They howl
They do
They make their noise

And you rock back and forth
On the porch
With your rocker

Ka-chush
Ka-chush

Making light saber noises

And two feet away
The cat's getting eaten
By what it thought was a shadow

Shadows don't have teeth
Didn't you teach the cat that?

The cat's soul rises up
And you go down, down, down

Pressured by the gravity
Of the situation

There's a Mexican word
For what you are
But you can't roll your tongue
So the word comes out wrong

Identify yourself
You can't

The rude roots leave your system
Four days later
Than you needed them to

The rent is sitting on the coffee table
White specks still clinging to it

That'll be your legacy
That you paid your rent on time

Ka-chush
Ka-chush

Light saber sounds
Scare the shadows away
Don't they?

Front porch stories
Keep the kids in line

DVR-ed bullshit
Makes life a little simpler

And when you fixate
You do it
On the poetry
Of your last five days

And if you don't
You could just simmer

You could just slowly
Come
To
A
Boil

Or the coyotes could get you

That's a possibility

That's a distinct
Possibility

One you'll entertain as you rock
And back
And forth

Ka-chush
Ka-chush
Ka-chush