Beastly Affection

Your black coal fur clumps in the corner.

My grumbling echoes off the walls.

You whimper.

I scream.

You’re subdued.

I’m constantly running.

Opposites in character and form.

I often mumble; your pacing and persistence, my chagrin.

Yet now, as your health deteriorates

and surgery is tangible

while our wallet is not,

I think of all the ways these past two years have been unfair.

Forgive me.

Please know that as I let you go, or even just preparing to, I’m wanting to hold on

and in my heart, I always will.






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