Monday Monday…

by jhon baker

but it’s Saturday.

Two Am.

Shoulders tense, fingers missing a number of keys and the birds are not singing.

I cannot sing this early or late, normally I’d be singing or gesturing gutturally, but it is as stated, two Am.

It’s is difficult for me to watch the small calico cat shivering outside. Capturing her is a fate not intertwined with my family, there have been efforts, she likes the food we buy but not the warmth and carpeting.

I’ve somewhere to be eight hours, roughly, and I’ve no desire to back out.

At least the accustomed mood has lifted while the noise reasons.

I’ve yet to determine if I should post daily or as daily as I feel moved to. Either is accomplished with ease.

The Calico (Momma Kitty) perched on the railing, cleaning herself while the surfeit of raccoons have fits and theorize and chatter.

There are fucking raccoons – big ones – on my three season porch. it’s too late to fire a gun. Lucky fuckers.

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5 Comments to “Monday Monday…”

  1. While I slept well last night, I believe that I would like to be a share holder of No Cure for Insomnia Inc. I hope your planned engagements are enjoyable, and if you ever need someone to talk to during your late nights feel free to call me. More than likely I'm going through a similar process at 2 A.M.

  2. May I suggest a slingshot (silent but deadly) for 2 Am raccoon encounters?

  3. I joined your incorporation last nite. The benefits suck.

  4. Ah, Jhon, I feel for you. I tend to be sleepless myself. No fun.

    I suppose you tried Melatonin? Over the counter. Better than St. John's Wart, for me, with no side effects. Not a cure-all, but if you've racing thoughts at night, like I do, then it helps shut them up a bit.

    Pearl

    p.s. Poor kitty! You could also put out a cardboard box with towel in it to cut the wind a bit. So hard to watch a small animal shivering…

  5. Oh, poor small calico cat! I kind of miss raccoons. They don't have them here in England.

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