I had a cat for a week
I called her Mari,   
I saw her right away from many gorgeous feline things
Eye to eye, no mistakes

Mari is home for a week
At ease and bold,  
She leaps, sleeps and downward-dogs with me  
And I managed not to flee  

What does she find in me? 
But do I have that question? 
What does she want from me?
But do I need an answer?  
I’d take anything to have her gentle company 
Though I keep a poker face out of necessity, 
Yet my heart is on my sleeve 
I’m so damn sure she would see   

The tempest hit after a week
Pussyfooting slid into a twister of destiny  
How could that be? 
How could you not see my nonchalance is out of necessity? 
How could I only hear an atonality 
And mistake my purring cat for a hat (in the midst of relentless chat), so to speak?
They called the ambulance
I was losing my sanity 

It’s been a minute, as they say
I’m discharged and back to an empty Star Street, 
Where I enacted the gaze but lost the eye 
Over a couple of Gunners that I much regret 

Can’t you see, I’m as plain as pure white  
My colours are improvised to indulge your intentionality 
Can’t I see, you’re as springy as I can ever be  
Together we’ve traversed the fundamental fantasy.