They Stuck a Knife in the Cat’s Back

They stuck a knife in the cat's back

after he promised to stay quiet.

They always lie.

They're meant to protect

But they never said what.

 

My insides feel like hot glass

which is weird since the bullets 

are rubber and they hit my side,

split me open at the rib like Jesus

all that came out was river rocks.

 

We can't complain, I hear,

I don't know why we shouldn't

but they seemed adamant 

when they swung the ax

so we do our best.