POETRY
a micro-poem about living with cats

I hope today that the Sun comes out
Not for me or for the plants
or whatever else another might spout
But for my cats
so that they may bask
in the endless delight
of the unending light
and I finally might
be rid
of the incessant blight
upon my ears — a smite
let it be removed!
No more
mew mew mew
the…