The Cat

Out of Sight. Out of Mind. sometimes it’s hard to find the paradise I had in mind I fight with all my might and I’m still here. You’re still there. Out of Sight. Still in Mind. I slouched on the couch Glanced at the knock on the kitty door The only spot you can fit to slink inside Which I boarded with cardboard Stapled messily and duct-taped The evidence out and about not hard to find The objects I used to lock you out scattered on the floor I brought my attention Toward the television screen Ridding the tension Ridding the screams Of the memories we hold so dear Out of sight. Still in Mind. I hear the scratch sound and cringe: It is the sound of you stalking me again I look towards the window Looking at you the cat clawing to get in I raise an eyebrow my eyes narrow glaring at you As I unfold my arms I sigh I go to the window slide it open And shove you off. Now out of sight. Still in mind. When you are here I don’t want you to be for you to protect me from fear? deep down you are my fear for you to care for me and be near? you tried that and that’s a fact But now you’re gone sadly, its what I wanted for so long over time you drift in my mind but not so much after time Eventually you creep back into my life As you step and make noise above I look beyond and sigh “What now?” I hear the thump as you enter home Dirty from the remains of ash From the chimney you so rudely Dropped in thoughts of time between then and now I’m here. You’re here. In Sight. Out of Mind.