Spastic kitty limbs
attack those hovering threats
only felines see.

Abandoned winter
hat upon the soaked city
sidewalk gathers mist.

Weighted with water,
this vast quantity of snow
burdens my shoulders.

Strips of cold bacon
sizzle noisily, blacken,
acquire crunchiness.

Do you remember
the nostalgia factory?
Memories galore.

Liquid and large pills
dominate the nap-heavy
life of an old cat.

Bulbs and ornaments
return to their storage bins.
Back to the basement!

Important! Read now!
Digest the information.
Remember to chew.

Exercise caution.
Do not unscrew the small urn
too vigorously.

Sturdy bags of sand
strive to neutralize winter
ice upon concrete.