Friday, August 13, 2010

A Close Call

I'm sorry. I never try to comprehend what's in you.

Your nature.




Sometimes. You could be so mean.

Now. We hear your frustration. Your unusual tone tug on my heartstrings. I count your every rhyme. I feel it strongly.

I never comprehend. No one does.

We will fix you.

Whatever rumors have with your organs, we will fix that. Most of all, your agony.

Stop drinking. And you should start eating.

Our family cat, Mel (Male).