Stray Cats In Athens

sitting atop a hill watching the sun rise behind a hill out in the distance with pearl jam’s “long road” humming warm in my ears the light shone over the city & i could not hear the meowings of the seven or eight stray cats climbing up the hill that i myself had been sitting on & now i see these cats approaching all bearing different scrapes all mangy & differently shaped coming towards me in an effort, no doubt, to get something to eat, prior to being scooped up by the little van that rolls around the city looking to nab strays & drag them back to the butchery to meet their demise.