Patience, 10th - Oakland, CA
Inside the carrier, wide blue eyes stared back. Back then I never thought those eyes would be ones I would come to love and cherish. You’ve had time to make yourself at home just fine, but overtime things have changed. Have you fallen from grace already? Or is it just that “5 more minutes” attitude? Curiosity, joy, anger, spitefulness, tolerance, despair, acceptance, it’s all there. Packed into a soul that bears soft ears, the longest whiskers and a very expressive tail.
A “Pet”, huh? you’re definitely more than that, you spunky little thing. Chasing us and biting our hands, rolling around and exploring every crevice of this worn down house. You remained so hopeful, somehow always having something new to do. No need to hide anymore, though, I know how you really feel. You long for more, your round pupils filled with the street lights. By now you’ve stopped exploring, you sleep for hours on end.
You lash out and ignore us, your patience is absent, tolerance nowhere to be found. You don’t deserve the yelling, you are not a monster, you must be so tired. You don’t eat much anymore, waiting for your food was your only purpose and now you find life meaningless without it. Don’t even bother sitting by that window anymore, because why hope for something that’ll never be when you can just dream? Why bother hoping if you know you’ll just be disappointed. But hey, it’s all real, right? So don’t go, I’m with you. The same ugly house gets so tiring, just keep pretending it’s new. I’ll shine a light in your eyes if I have to. I know you hate the way we smother you, I know you’re frustrated. Destined for greatness, a hope for the future, promise to never stop dreaming. I’ll crack the window back open so your eyes can sparkle once more. Will you try for me again? If I open my closet will you get up to explore inside?
December 4th, 2022
A familiar cat sits by a dimly lit window. He catches me staring, ever so observant. I give him a pat on the back.
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