Meow
Hey kitten,
When I come home and the sun is long gone and I'm lonely I find you purring in a corner and I want to tell you how it went.
My baby face is sweating cold and my nose is bleeding and my hands are shaking and my money is spent. She was the most beautiful woman who didn't like me so far and it was all worth it.
She had eyes cold as the steel that stabs, glimmering with innocence in the midst of that unbreakable indifference that grace covers itself with.
She had fairy tale hair and a fairy tale sense of wonder and she walked around like in stories of yore.
Hey kitten,
I want you to know how much I don't care as only you would pretend to believe my lies in exchange for some food.
You would lay your head against my heart and hear a silence for every kibble.
You would trade a caress for the loving understanding of anything.
When I pass and you're eating my flesh, please whisper silence in her hear.
It stays between us kitten,
I never felt,
I never cried











