BOBCATA Poem by Zeek4The dying of my mother-in-law. Probably too personal for group consumption, but it is what it is.
Bobcat alone middle of road cars passing headlights reflecting on open eyes. Pain fear deep concealed. Cat appears pristine perfect Inside broken dying. I think of Violet in bed unmoving. She appears broken dying Inside her soul pristine perfect. Cat’s noble strength mirrored in unfocused eyes. I squeeze her hand “I love you.” Why so touched by cat in road facing death so wild so alone? Do I see Violet? Yes Do I see myself? Yes Do I see us all? Yes
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