Cold Dimensions

My heart grieves for past warmth, rocking guilt back and forth Like a cradled infant, deceased, and torn I wailed inside and expressed what the babies could not, Pierced so purposefully. . . their blood drizzled lightly upon the streets Two gray kittens, side by side One face molded into the warm body of the other Lethal legacy Unjust proclamation- a threat to heart sensation This vessel of mine sunk long ago… and now, With emotions compacted and learned, I merely nod Before my eyes had laid upon such tragedy, I had been suffering a loss I can no longer withhold, And as it was so near, I see his death over and over, so clear My best friend, lying still- half in filth, half in glory My cries of grief, overtones to his excavating spirit You do not belong here any longer, sweet black angel Your soft, dreamy eyes, your lovable ears, Replaced by unappreciated jeers I hear them in the night as it had happened Oblivious me, in deep sleep Dreaming up hopes later shattered My tears fell upon his black fur, His keen green eyes now dead and lifeless Feel the burn, yes feel the burn of loss, I heard him whisper Because in this very moment, you are changing!!! How I both cherish and hate this alteration! How it has transformed a hopeful soul into saturated slivers of sadness Repressing anger and fear to ensure good became of his innocence Now it has led me to these two outcasts, Caught by others in their cold dimensions As much as I wish someone to suffer for their absence, Alone, I agonize, again Crying internally for the persecutors This world both baffles me and excites me. Today, this world has brought me to my knees in sorrow and humility. ~Dedicated to Spy, my beloved black cat , and to the sweet stray kittens of no name found 2 days later...~ May 2013 - October 18 RIP