| Turducken They nestle in the shelter of inside, the shelter of inner inside; resemble a pregnancy pregnancy. You squawk, “Abomination!” accuse cramming, strong-arming poultry, but I see a three-way cuddle. My cats participate by eating a chicken neck stuffed inside a duck neck stuffed inside a turkey neck. Even cats enjoy gourmet foods. I bury myself in sweaters and coats, I know the inside core. When I hold you, I become the outer layer. Both cozy. The three share a bed. Nobody lonely in the oven. Valerie Loveland |
