my little
tell-tale heart
Why comest you now
Again, so soon
I keep you lodged
in this cavity
so that you may
bring pleasure to me
But here you are
Again, you little thumper
With your Paul-Revere ways
that I dismiss as wolf-cry
I know you are trying to protect me
You little agent of fight-or-flight, you
But can’t you see that I’m happy?
Perhaps it’s time we took a new look
At denial, and the other things
that pacify the housewives
A new Buspirone perspective
to soothe the once-bittens
It will be a new era
of ignorant bliss
lest we be all alone, forever
with our cats, and our standards.