I've been working on a mini-series of shitty drawings and poems of my hero SHREDCAT, in anticipation of Halloween. I'll post some now and on Friday and on Halloween night. I'm sure you're stoked. Eat some candy.
A million reasons to get into a plane
and fly up high and jump back out.
Being a skydiving skateboarding
cat is one.
We might go
but not before
we get our bite
If Shredcat does not exist
the goodness is dead man.
The weight on those paws
atop a skateboard is too much
to bear but he makes it lovely
like a sidewalk littered with candy
wrappers. Here he comes and
maybe the feline kickflips real
good. Or perhaps he disappears
into the bushes. Either way the purr
floating through tonight is an outline
of a wicked ghost we all wanna be
for Halloween. The best things have
names. We call this costume Joy.