Listen to this poem using the player above.
Perhaps Beethoven was wrong.
This may not be the best method
of organizing groups of tightly
wound cat intestines.
Or aren’t those used anymore?
That would be foolish —
there are certainly
too many cats.
Everywhere you look, they stare
at you with disdainful eyes
before turning away in disgust
to lick their own assholes.
There are too many people, too,
if we’re being honest. Of course,
most of us can’t lick our own nether
regions â€“ we need help for that.
But we’ve each got 25 or so feet of
intestines. We’re each like our own
string quartet, just waiting
for someone to play on us.