Talking to the Cat #21
How crafty the critter be.
He sneaks into the warmest chair
as soon as it's deserted,
however briefly, with a furtive air,
as if to say "who, me?"
I know you hear me,
you old debbil cat.
All hunkered down into the cushions,
peerin' over at
me, just to see if I'm gonna
throw you out.
Don't you doubt
for a minute that I would,
if I was over there
instead of over here.
But over here I be,
pluggin' away all thick eyed
and snuffly, drinkin' a
beer, blatherin' about somethin':
I don't know what. The
ol' noggin' just ain't too clear
on that,
you silly cat.
Sometimes, though, just talkin'
is good enough. I guess if I
get quiet too long, I'm not
quite sure I'm here, or if I'm
anything other than a pair of eyes—
some floating invisible sensory
organ, omnivorous and impotent:
a receiver putting out no signals.
Sometimes I've just gotta see
the world react, respond, acknowledge,
so I don't quietly fall into the
bottomless pit of my own ravenous
brain. Or maybe soul.
I think I'll come over there
and chase you outta that goddamn chair.
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Freedompath
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June 16, 2018
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Kitties sure do evoke emotions with all of their personalities. Nicely done
azzow2
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June 16, 2018
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Thank you.
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