How did she tame you, Bobbie bobtail?

you are the emblem of my disgust
as she failed to cure your bald-spotted belly 
that you licked raw with your shark-tooth tongue
and would have healed the same over time
time not fast enough for a clinging medic 
that bound you in body armor but forgot the meds
made you walk funny, handicapped kitty
unable to groom your nerves keep ticking
Thinking an improvement but it's her sickening

She forgot the calming mist of letting it be
airborne relaxation for a sun-bathed morning
believe me, I know about her not letting go
but if you escaped, unlike me
you'd be hit by a car or dogged up a tree
Instead you remain her nervous manifestation 
trapped in her routine of warped perfection
of doing what she says to be carefree
unable to live and be the cat's meow 
unlike me, you will get along with her somehow

Bobbie Bobtail, at least you're not alone 
Your problem child companion on the same ward
His wheezing and daily thyroid medication
Must miss his morning kisses and scratches  
and creamy boy Latte's need for skittish attention
unlike Cookie Dough's way of showing affection
with no ear to cuddle and no hand to be caressed
you four must feel like estranged pets
where is that big guy that used to show you love
that a woman's touch over cats' meant so much 

April 10, 2021

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