HardShip poem

TAIL OF A FRIEND


I spelled Kitty F-R-I-E-N-D

With her tail in the air, she would pass me by

rubbing her body with my blue jeans

ensuring the relationship to be lasting

her fur contains something that sticks to me forever

and no matter where I go, she can always smell

and know I'm her person

I spelled Kitty F-A-M-I-L-Y

How true is it that cats incorporate themselves

into the bread of our mix

into the bindings of the blood that rages like fire

through our veins

but the blood she shared

ran deeper than any ocean or river

present on this planet

I spelled Kitty L-O-V-E

Spiralled on my pillow

I found her hair today

On my sweater, my notebook

It came as a shock

because I know she's gone

Her past still lingers

in this administrable air

That unheard meow hangs deeper 

as it radiates through my system

I spelled Kitty F-O-R-E-V-E-R

She had always been there

on my bed, in the garden, rolling in the sun

It feels empty

like the moon, hanging in the sky all by itself

the stars have somehow forgotten to accompany it

And I feel the moon looking at me

like it feels the same way I feel