Jack the Cat
The secret dreams
of Jack the Cat
from New Orleans

As expressed unwittingly by Charles Bukowski:


here I'm supposed to be a great poet
and I'm sleepy in the afternoon
here I am aware of death like a giant bull
charging at me
and I'm sleepy in the afternoon

here I'm aware of wars and men fighting in the ring
and I'm aware of good food and wine and good women
and I'm sleepy in the afternoon
I'm aware of a woman's love
and I'm sleepy in the afternoon,

I lean into the sunlight behind a yellow curtain
I wonder where the summer flies have gone
I remember the most bloody death of Hemingway
and I'm sleepy in the afternoon

someday I won't be sleepy in the afternoon
some day I'll write a poem that will bring volcanoes
to the hills out there
but right now I'm sleepy in the afternoon

-Charles Bukowski
from "3:16 and one half..."
Jack sez: check these out-
Portraits of Me
Fellow Felines
My mom's hand-programmed HTML site
Meyva- Tribal Bellydance in Alaska
Drumm.com: Rhythm, Healing, & Play from Jeni Swerdlow
CDC Parasite Image Library
EcologyFund-donate land for free!
Sophia's Seite
Stephen's Seite
Christian, Claudia, und Lena's Seite
Claudia's invisible student site
Contact info:
Email:
trashcat23@yahoo.com