Howler
i miss her
the cat who rode
on my shoulder
who liked blue cheese
and pastries
who would swipe her paw
to remove food
from my plate!
boundaries?
she ignored them!
she visited the shops
by herself
stretched on the sidewalk
greeted people…
for after all
she was
a street cat
she hunted
with the best
brought treasures
to share
independent
from other cats
dependent on us
for affection
more than food
she lay on my bed
waiting, grasping at
her last strands
i came home
wrapped her
held her close
felt her heart beat
she seized and
ceased.
i miss her.
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