My Peculiar Familiar
He likes tuna, I like tuna
But hey buddy, that rat
Ain’t no sashimi
My girlfriend keeps a wide berth
Nobody likes to be hissed at
Caught pissing in the fish bowl
I never knew cats could smile
9 lives,
20 naps a day
Sounds like a good plan
He’s shocked when I toss him
Out the open window
Into the flower bed: keyboard, off-limits!
So what if he occasionally drinks from the toilet
ABOUT THE ARTIST
The poetry and prose of Jay Passer has appeared in print and online periodicals, magazines and anthologies, in subterranean basements and men’s room stalls, cave walls and space shuttles, since 1988. He is the author of 15 collections of words, symbols, diatribes, missives, isms, schisms, rain drizzles and blood fizzles. A cook by trade, he’s also dabbled in daubs, photo-montage, reverse Feng shui; while failing at mortician’s apprentice, news butcher, and criminal savant. Passer’s most recent chap, Son of Alcatraz, was released in February of 2024 from Alien Buddha Press, and is available on Amazon. But what isn’t?
Image by Jay Passer

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