Wednesday, 23 November 2016

Catattack

Look ma, no legs.
Transmogrifying from a cat into snail in less than any time.
inconsequential human you, did you think I'd ever care for your night hours and sleep or such.
A nocturnal animal me, I entered your warm domus and slept a few winks.
Too bad it was your time to give in to the night.
Pray why, don't you stay awake and hunt mice?
Did I disturb your precious nighttime siesta as I walked up and down your prostate bodies?
And woke you up and asked to be let out, even though it was a few hours before sunrise.
is it a problem that not ten minutes after I woke you up to let me out I cried outside your house to let me in?
Why don't you wear pants in this cold night? You wouldn't grumble as much.
And now..now I'm up and about.
Too bad you're upset cuz I didn't let you work out.
It was just a scratch on your yoga mat.
Now I sit and refuse to go, refuse to sleep, refuse to do anything that'd put you at ease.
Now I'm a snail. Carrying a house on my back. Except it's yours.
So now I'll sit for as long as I want.

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