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Pillow-wing

 

We invert port of call to get
call of port, the notion that

ports can summon vocally. Some
bleat, some bark, but dumb

as it sounds — hark! Now
it comes: the Heathrow meow.

We get Heathrow meow
from he threw me out

(just before tea)
and when he does it comes to me:

meow. How unlike a cat
an airport is. In the cab

to Terminal 3 the road is clear of flying fur
and free of fear I hear the purr.