“Pathetic”

“Pathetic”
I think you are,
“Pathetic, as usual!”.
“To cry over a gasping
Deadening squirrel!”
Just discovered on your back
Patio! Deposited for your neighbors’
Female cat’s older kittens, to learn with.
But, I saw it first.
Watched it die, again; it’s
Eye-light left in a sliver
Of dawn’s sun-fresh light,

it's all I can take.

I had my oldest daughter
Convey the being’s dead-weight
To the garbage can, we’d again.
I thought crying over life
Would get easier, it doesn’t.
I’ve never turned kittens away,
Even attached to a devil-mom,
A normal female cat, learned by.
But, I’m tired of years
Of the same neglect, getting
Their female cat spayed,
In dawn’s light,

Is all it would take.

Pathetic I am,
In tunnel vision.
“pathetic’, as usual,
I still cry over the ‘memory’
Of road-dead mammals, amphibians,
Butterflies and more, bodies; I can’t take
The weight, but, cats can. Dogs, too, I guess.
I do turn puppies away,
Go figure, loving the Dog-Star.
But, I can’t even admit
What’s gone before,
Within dawn’s light.

Yet, it’s all it would take...

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Copyright © 9/23/08