black cat, black cat
cousin to the concrete
creeping down our city streets
where do you live, where will we meet?
sauntering like rainwater down storm drains between cadillac tires and the curb
sipping water from fire hydrants
dancing to the banging beats of passing jeeps
ducking under the red circling of sirens cutting through the night
in the wake of sunday night families spilling from blue neon churches
black cat, black cat, we want to know
where's your home, where do you go?
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