America’s sweetheart, contrapositive the cat
Is one of those creatures that is not an animal
But figures itself forth as such, but it speaks
like a man. Generally these amphibolous productions
Are depicted in the form of a cartoon. They are strange
Eldritch, weird, exciting, not-quite-right
Because they have the vocal organs in this case of a cat
And a body evolved to the demands of cat life — catching rodents live
And eating them, copulating with cats, and so on but
They talk rationally. They express themselves like Man.
If you ask Aristotle Contrapositive is a Man.
He is a zoikon logon — a living thing that talks.
And why? He was formed by the random action of natural selection
With the form and figure of a cat but then human artifice
Also a product of natural selection looped back again
And made him speak. And carry out so many japes
And wonders and gallimaufries what with losing the baby’s
Head in the window pane and falling through the frying pan
To Nibsy the Newboy’s Funny Fairyland
And Lost in the Building Site, and chasing a Mouse
Into the hospital for the criminally insane…
But here’s the thing, the prospect of a higher form
Looping back to cast effective action on a lower form
And shape it to itself happens all the time. It happens every moment.
The Eternals came back and made us talk like them — at times, not always
At times, at times, and every moment, we loop back upon ourselves
Ventriloquizing future through present, but soft
Wally the Dog approaches and he carries
a brick
