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A Plea for a Cat
Would you care for me, as I care for my cat?
Oh, I know she is shifty
and her thoughts go no higher
Than mice and milk
and a place by my fire;
She is getting old and stout.
But when I sit alone in my evening chair,
I stroke her fur
I like to know she is there
and to hear her purr.
Of course, you could not care for me
I can not purr as flatteringly
as a cat.
Thirty-two is solidly wed to reason,
Having learned the discipline of sense.
In science one finds satisfying rules
Regarding use of necessary tools,
Though less felt than those of elephants.
Years will yield the methods of their seasons.
There is for now a slight dissent, not treason,
Which opens up the door to reckless fools,
Only out of fear of arrogance.
DenialSlender beams of illumination enter
this darkened hall as I kneel,
always in pain, always supplicating,
Accusing forms etched in films of glass loom as
dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my mind,
infiltrating my darkened soul.
Realization dawning on a deathless face.
I raise my head, now railing against
this impassive reality.
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