On Cats - Edit 2

[Donald Q.]

I'm mad,
or at least I'm
headed that direction,  Nice wit, although at this point I don't know whether to be worried or bemused. 
no longer at the helm of my
own thoughts.

Before,
lonliness was  Loneliness  
as normal as blinking.
My everpresent companion. ever present or ever-present, I think
Silent.

But now
I cannot seem 
to make coffee or walk
or waken without her coming   
to mind;   There's some interesting sound play in this stanza but I'm not sure it's quite arranged right. 'Coffee / walk / waken' should be ordered differently I feel, partly to capitalise on the sound but also because logically the order there is messed up.. coffee then walk then wake up? Consider.

smoothly
sliding her way Smoothly and sliding are too similar here I think, bit redundant
through my thoughts -- like a cat
between plants in a windowsill All the cats I know would just knock the plants off. A very polite cat, I guess. Interesting image though. 
garden.

Of course
I welcome her,
but I know what it's like  
when you're used to petting a cat
but can't. I read the poem again after this turn, realising the whole thing was centered around the loss of a pet; for the first two stanzas the whole thing seems more abstract. I think it's a good grounding for the poem, but the way this stanza is structured doesn't work 'I welcome her,/ but I know what it's like' doesn't quite make sense. What I will say though, is that the last three lines alone are very simply effective in conveying the loss of a pet; they are that everyday fixture, that shadow that you never want to shake off. Keep working on this; you have something working here. EDIT: Ok, I see you've said it is about new love, which is what I thought it was about before I got to the end. Maybe I'm just being an idiot, but I think the cat comparison needs a bit of work, it clearly set me off on the wrong track a bit.