I see my cat in front of me
staring out from its place
of comfort.
she yawns and retreats
back into the corner on
her chair
brown fur mixing
into the upholstery
then vanishing.
I can see just the eyes now
squinting at me, then closing slowly
as if to say
I know the secret
The secret to what I think…
Living???
and the pupils flicker and laugh,
like dancing candles
in the dark,
they scare me
because it reminds me of all the people
in the outside world, hustling, fighting,
stepping over one another to get
someplace faster that doesn’t
matter.
it’s a fools effort
and I can’t do it for much longer.
I beg of her, tell me the secret! tell me the secret!
so I can live happy!
but she just grins
that cheshire grin
before melting back into the environment
and taking it with her.
undisturbed, unfazed,
profound.