eunicee jotted on Tuesday, October 02, 2007 @ 11:37 PM
there is a cat meowing along the corridor of my house.
for love, it calls.
for food, it asks.
for acceptance, it tries.
maybe even just a rub on the belly, it desires.
loneliness, it faces.
abandoned, it is.
desperation, it feels.
cold, it fights.
till it caves into hopelessness,
and paws away.
as an abandoned child.
and some neighbour is meowing along with it.
i feel like the tongue of my brain is caught and tied up today.
