Cat poems #3

left handed cuddling
crashes satellites,
moons coming down

dear universe,
how I wish
upon a star
i wish i would
i wish i might
wishes are for assholes.
like broken hearts are
for assholes. [zappa, frank]
(i'm just disappointed, is all)

Leonard worries about me.
he interferes with the poetry...
less chastising as
focus on what loves you here.

he just said,
"just because someone can't love you,
doesn't mean they don't want to."

fuckin' Lenny, a god damned cat!
you always say the right thing
at the right time.
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