The wood of my desk vibrates
Before you sound
Your need to be picked up
Tinny, a cry shattering the air
I blow my breaths away from
Your sensitive maw
Your ears bring me disembodied
Voices brimming with need
For mindless chatter
I hate you
Though I look at you longingly
Sometimes, and touch you to
See if you would come alive
Startle me with a sudden
Tinny, a cry shattering the air
A trick, if I really think about it
Black and sinister
Like black pudding
Lurid invitation to partake into some
Unimagined sin
Though curiously commonplace
Can it be real
Or am I just hearing voices in my head
Tinny, a cry shattering the air
Bringing news I do not want to hear
Keeping me near persons
I do not want to be close to
A lifeline I do not need
To live
Consuming me like marriage
My ears bleed
As my tongue peels
off banalties like
banana skin
Tinny, a cry shattering the air
The Unadulterated Cat by Terry Prachett, illustrated by Joliffe Gray, is a book written to promote what Pratchett terms the 'Real Cat', a cat who urinates in the flowerbeds, rips up the furniture, eats frogs, mice and sundry other small animals. The opposite of the Real Cat is the 'Fizzy Keg Cat', a well-behaved and bland kind, as seen on cat food advertisements.
What About Me
- Anita Sivakumaran
- I 'write a little everyday, without hope, without despair' as per Isak Dinesen. I like to get the writing done quickly so I can go out to grow veg and play tennis.
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