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but about cat ladies,
with cats attached

who most like their
fel~ine femin~ine
mistresses, also
come in many colors,
categories, shapes ‘n
sizes

looking to adopt a
pair of cute kiddies,
with promises of
much stroking and
endless affection to
fill the void in my
currently, sadly, totally
animal~less existence

But!

we want a pair,
cat & cat lady,
for how a woman
treats her cat is
the single best
indicator of how

she loves to love
poets, who are
most like cats,
needy for exchanging
purrings and many
other endearing
sounds and belly
stroking, inclusive
of the frequent
recitations of
onlylovepoetry


(a tiny amount of
mutual scratching
is to be happily
expected as well)
Julie Grenness Sep 2019
Am I gullible or not?
Why listen to you, or what?
Your opinion does not rate!
Totally futile, great!
What would an Einstein say?
Why listen to BS anyway?
You don't have to like me,
I don't have to believe thee,
Not everyone likes everyone else,
I get to please myself!
Bit of rant, feedback welcome.
Asominate Feb 2019
I'm totally fine,
Yeah,
Totally feeling
The disease you don't believe in

You say everthing has its season,
But my mind, it isn't healing!

Your 'training' leaves me tired
Pain makes me uninspired
Unless by you it's fired
From life, just might retire
It is very disappointing
When we think it could end
Just by saying sorry

It is very saddening
How everything became nothing
Not like what it was because of misunderstanding

It is totally frightening
When we let our ego wins
And lose the ones we love

Does it worth?
YuugenP Nov 2017
Three knives in the kitchen.
The sharpest used,
sharp red stains.

Three blister pack of pills.
All of them empty,
distorted package.

Three strands of rope.
The middle one tied,
blood-tainted noose.

Three bleeding wounds,
three empty painkiller packs,
three-feet-long rope.

Three to the one,
three minutes have begun,
the young girl stays there.
It's been quite a while since I've written these stuffs. I'm pretty obsessed with the number three by now.
Mark Wanless Aug 2016
Long ago i saw you
Altogether      one      walking in my head
You were stabbing yourself in the arm
With a knife
I was eight years old
I loved you then      totally
Beyond conditioning      totally
Beyond words
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