The cat sits staring at me,
with her yellow eyes.
Staring at nothing;
staring herself:
empty...
And all the words floating in the air,
have infested her with mites.
While every word that smacks her hard,
in the head-
cause more of them to bite.
Her ears pound with blood,
she tries to say she's had enough and,
nothing...
She just sits and stares,
with yellowed eyes.
Staring away the empty,
silent cat inside. |