a cat poem

[addy]

You establish a great vibe and mood in this piece... there's a calm poignancy to it, which does indeed remind me of the silent air of cats. Also I like cats, so I might be biased

my cat is sleeping on the counter
beside the patio doors tonight.

a mewling cushion, perhaps thirteen, This description made me smile
as nervous and frail as when we bought her
and her late sister from a friend of my mother's,
a recovering addict with a house full of pets
who scampered over newspapers,
pissing and shitting everywhere. I like the slow but jarring burn of this description, how well it obliquely opens up and expands the narrator's personal story but in a skillful and subtle way

I take my gray pyjama top from the dryer
below her resting place
and embrace the warmth in these early hours.

I feel like we're both old tonight. Great ending