September

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Given the choice

What earthly creature

Would choose to be born?

The chicken or the cow?

The cockroach or the rat?

The brainless jellyfish eaten 

By the oh-so-clever octopus eaten

By the shark?

When I look in the face of my fellow

- Something I must always do

Like when I'm outside at night 

I must look up at the stars - 

I see anguish in their eyes

Because they see the world as it is

And do not turn away,

And I fall in love.

The sleepers close their eyes

Dream of another world.

They say stupid things like, 

There's a reason for everything.

My cat and dog are fed,

Wait for my hand

To be soothed, reassured,

They roam as they please,

Follow their noses,

When called, they come, or ignore it.

The rest of the time they sleep.

Some people look at their pets 

And think ahhh pure love.

I look at mine and think,

Ahhh pure luck.

It's September,

Another hurricane is forming in the Gulf 

Like a curled fetus in an ultrasound 

And my birthday's coming up.