Couldn’t get the phrase “The cat barked” out of my head. This is what came of it….

Somewhere in an alternate space

Where up is down

and front is back

Where obsidian black is alabaster white

and bone penetrating cold is suffocatingly hot

 

Somewhere in an alternate time

When yesterday is tomorrow

and now is then

When Herodotus is broadcasting the evening news

and a painting of Tom Brocaw is found in the Lascaux grotto

 

Somewhere in an alternate reality

Where lies are truth

and yes is no

Where personal integrity is triumphantly vacated

and cunning duplicity is consecrated

 

Somewhere within a paradoxical mind

Where voices call

and others answer

Where crashing mirrors replicate perfect reflections

and capricious behavior is the norm

 

Dogs meow while

the cat barks