These Cats Have Me Whipped by Mike Meraz

These Cats Have Me Whipped
by Mike Meraz

these cats have me whipped,
they sit and pur around my neck,
my ankles.
they follow me at dawn
and arrive spry and lovely
at dinner time.
they have me by the neck.
"food" they say
in their cat-like way.
I am broke and homeless.
the bills haven't been paid.
I give them my last dollar
dressed in a can of sardines.
"eat eat, chomp chomp,
you are better to me than any woman."