The Cat Wishes to Use the Pen
To write doubtless,
about the space under the rug where he keeps things and
the spot under the coffee table where he also keeps things
including himself, dreaming of jungle, he would like to
immortalize lurking unseen.
Unless he wants a drink in which case he will write
of the white porcelain tub where he sits demanding
a drink from the faucet. Or yowling through the house
until someone follows him to his dish to witness
the wonder of a feeding cat.
He would include a triumphant inventory of the
clawed furniture, the red leather chair, the sofa, the
good Lazy Boy. The declawed cat broke lamps but he
is all about fabric, sweaters, wedding dresses,
comforters and of course the good Lazy Boy.
He would surely write about laying across a warm chest
with one paw extended purring happily. But there will be
no mention of the small white dog who sniffs his butt,
let him write his own poem.