Little wizard, killer of lizards,
How I miss your keen kittenness,
Your quiet nudge hello on your walk past,
Your tail placed reassuringly on my foot;
You owning me.
How I miss your keen kittenness,
Your quiet nudge hello on your walk past,
Your tail placed reassuringly on my foot;
You owning me.
In the midst of my deepest grief
-The Fight: ten years of grief-
I feel I let you fall through the cracks
Like a lot of my other poetry.
I feel I let you fall through the cracks
Like a lot of my other poetry.
Espresso cups of patience we have,
Me and your brother.
Not the best hunters.
Not like you.
You knew what you were
And you were exactly,
Unapologetically, that
Cat.
Cat.