Friday, September 03, 2004

dead cat

I saw a dead cat today. Again. This one was a baby, two, maybe three months at most. It was in the middle of the road. You see enough of those every day, right? The big deal is that I got to see this one up close. Flies were already a-buzzing, and its eyes had begun the process of sinking into her skull. I like to think of it as a female, for no particular reason. As I passed, I got closer and closer to it. Real close. Right upto the point where I could see every tooth in that lifeless jaw that hung open. Probably a last ditch cry for help as a car squashed the life out of it. Or maybe it lay there for a while, mewing for help from something it didn't understand. The point is, its dead. One less flash of innocence in the world. No big deal, right? Then why do I keep picturing it as I go about my business?

Misha at Friday, September 03, 2004

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