Sick kitty

Sick kitty

Couldn’t tell me

She was hungry

Or sad

Or thirsty

Or mad

Sick kitty

Couldn’t take herself

To the hospital

Couldn’t dig a hole

Couldn’t move

For the past hour

Sick kitty

The moment you get better

You eat like there’s no tomorrow

Like it’s the last meal

So you’d be full

In the next world

Sick kitty

She’s not so sick now

But every time she lays still

I was afraid she has gone

Somehow.

t.l.