i, the cat, have not been killed.

curiosity kills the cat.

well, inform me of Death's arrival

if they'll ever dare to come find me.

i may have nine more than you fools

but we share the wonder of the universe

plus,

we rely on each other.

as you hum to yourself, reading peacefully in your bed of cushions,

you are pleading for me to join you

stealing the sunshine too greedily

for long enough to rest

until your anxiously dancing heart

begins to match the beat of our united twinkling eyes.

and if it won't kill you,

the thing who appears to love

but can never take a hint

and must wait until my perfectly pointed nails

shatter

before you scamper away,

ooooh so dominant.

so assertive

i tremble before the giants too vulnerable to face my harmless little cousins...

okay,

little...doesn't really sum them up

but still.

although you remind the world of

Death;s inevitable melody...

i will remain untouched.

And well fed.

Meow.

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Fin.