Poem: Cattywampus

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This poem was originally published in the Fall 2023 issue of Cardinal Sins

Cattywampus

Heard it when I was a young man

never could quite understand.

What was cattywampus?

Did it mean a specific thing, a saying from yesterday?

So is cattywampus a place or a thing, a scared animal?

Could I be scatterbrain by being cattywampus?

Does inebriation cause cattywampus? Do friends and people

see me being cattywampus?

It might be a time, a direction, or I’ll go cattywampus on you.

Am I dressed cattywampus, can it be all made up?

Is it something disconcerting,

often amusing or weird, a made-up word

sometimes meant as a set of images

am I lopsided for being all catawampus?

Measure that entire structure will it turn out cattywampus?

I’m feeling a little cattywampus today. Have you ever been to cattywampus?

You can always picture somebody cattywampus,

are they animated like a memory burn?

Can it mean skewed, could it be a physical look?


One’s thoughts maybe cattywampus.

Is my smile cattywampus?

It’s not a joke-you aren’t above the law


even though you maybe cattywampus.


The beginning, or is it the end that’s cattywampus?


A tough conversation with my boss, went cattywampus.

I could be out of sorts askew or an expression of disguises.

Whatever is cattywampus?

In the end


are you

or am I

actually

cattywampus?