The way the cat looked at me
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx after his treat–
xxxxxxx the difference was ours has a home.
And God I am so ashamed.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx They are the same
but I was on our
a bag of sustenance
xxxxxxxx like unlimited pleasure
xxxxxxxxxxxxx you needed
James Croal Jackson is the author of The Frayed Edge of Memory (Writing Knights Press, 2017). His poetry has appeared in Columbia Journal, Rattle, Hobart, FLAPPERHOUSE, and elsewhere. He edits The Mantle from Columbus, Ohio. Find him at jimjakk.com and @jimjakk.