If I were your cat
I would purr you to sleep
every night
at your feet
Every morning
I would wake you up
with a maimed sparrow
on your soft linen
with death in its eyes
offering
the deadly blow
to be dealt by you.
If I were your cat
then you would be my catnip
I would lie in your lap
absorbing your smell
I would lick my own crotch
for everyone to see
and sharpen my claws
to always be prepared
to tear someone´s face off
who would want to do you harm
You would never have to worry
about me running away
For if I were your cat
I would sit there for hours
watching you
from behind the sofa
Pretend to be sleeping
in my custom made basket
But as soon as you´d leave
I would bury myself
in your dirty laundry
Having lucid dreams
about opposable thumbs,
about speaking your language
about writing a humanlike poem
about me being your cat.
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