How your crying disturbs me
Makes me sit up and listen
To you prowling round the room
Along the edges and into the corners
Seeking something that is not there
And that you will never find
The pitiful sound
That mewling tone
Of fear and desperation
Catches at me, snags on something
That makes me want to comfort you
To tell you that it’s alright
That I’m here for you
But you do not understand me
When I try to soothe you
The words have no meaning
In your world
And soon the feline frenzy passes
Back into indifference
And you cease to enquire
Into the meaning of your existence
Copyright Andy Fawthrop 2012
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