Cat Smell

Cats smell like clouds, like Congee
Lying in the folds of the green blanket in a circle
Emitting a sacred light
The red curtain descended from the sky
Red, green, yellow
Wrinkles like sea waves and cloud ladders
I buried in its body
I smelled 
The heat generated by excessive baking of clothes of childhood
I smelled 
The deepest attachment to peaceful sleep during childhood
I am in my mother's embrace
In winter
It's a tightly tucked quilt corner
It is a mother body that I refuses to detach
My childhood self evaporated
And I took away some of her