Best Catbird Seat Poems

Now who sittin' in the catbird seat?
Snagglepuss with dirty feet,
think you got the system beat?
Soon you'll feel the hot sun's heat.

Been dancin' the pagan dance too long,
needle stuck on same ole song,
to find out now its all been wrong...
realize now I ain't so strong.

Man came...

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A good view. The traffic and wind careen.
The highway overpass vibrates. Suicide starts
to sing, a wind-dervish rattling thin mantis limbs.

On the branches of peripheral nerves, small birds
stretch plasma necks, warble high
in the catbird seat of her soul.

She thought about her soul. Only one invisible 
globule...

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The highway overpass vibrates.
as traffic and wind careen through.
A good view. Suicide starts to sing;
a wind-dervish rattling aluminum wings.
On the branches of peripheral nerves,
small birds stretch plasma necks,
warble high in the catbird seat
of her wall-eyed mind.
An ugly stream of cacophony,
a vapor of petroleum and rubber
bursting...

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