between tones...
between tones
the harmonious
frequencies
buzzing
exotic
hum
of meat bees
(ground dwelling
yellow jackets)
small house flies
thankfully
no mosquitoes
the bone picking
continues
daily
the culinary
chore
of feeding
meals
not as creative
as two legged
appetites
still
the pleasant
reward
of enjoyment
and pleasure
boiled
sweet potatoes
accompany
the pyramid
of vitality
and health
fat
and lean
symbiotic
amongst
the cats
and puppies
respectively
vocal are
the impatience
of such
a choir
loud
annoying
at times
akin to
a Druid's droning
chant
octaves
far higher
in practice
in bark
in unison
still
the awareness
of the conscious
feast
they are about
to receive
children still
as the felines
come
and go
a buffet
to ripen
in the day's
heat
far more
enticing
their palate
never so
the competitiveness
of the youngsters
horses doped
to the max
a chomping bit
at the gate
in wait
to dive
out
a croc attack
machine
inhaling
all in seconds
threatening outbursts
in frustration
questioning
would they rather
bagged
dry chow
toxic
as our own
shelves
of processed
convenience
they seem
to mind
however
understanding
the consequences
highly doubtful
although
they know not
the contrast
except once
as Guido
was prescribed
a four dollar can
exclusively
from the vet
in lieu of eating
something
not agreeable
in a digestive sense
a nice
processed blended
pâte of an extensive
list of WTF
he wouldn't
touch the stuff
so
as it goes
food
at this household
remains
in balance
constantly
in catered
harmony
between
tones
the harmonious
frequencies
buzzing