September 09, 2002

Muddles

I've never really liked cats. They have always scared me. Believing that cats were soft loving creatures and the next second angry sharp beasts ready to attack. Today life dropped a beautiful marbled colored cat in the middle of my street. Hit by a car, shaking so bad it vibrated the box we placed it in for the ride to the hospital. The cat could not be saved; they asked me if I would simply pay for its burial. As I checked out with the nurse at the front desk, I noticed the name on the chart STRAY. And I stood there panicking to find the words to tell the nurse it had to have a name. The whole issue of the cat had not bothered me until I knew it was going to leave just as nameless as it lived. To the cat, I named Muddles.

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may i be your pet
lay my sleepy days in their strong arms
crawl into the dark warm space between their legs
nestle my body against your heart and wait
wait until you made me leave
till you smelled of my body
were covered in my hair
resembling something just like me

but suddenly
it is time that i shall go
take my furry innocents with me
to a room i do not know
but i will find your kindness once again
like the beat of my heart
constant and true

the gods of this world can not save now
but i feel your love
warm as the sleep in my veins
and i know that though you did not know me
you protected me as if i were your own
love must be beautiful with you
thank you for giving me a name

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