Natrium Child

Stray cats follow me,

following me

out to sea.

They will seethe

and never leave.

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Seraphim sing to me,

above the trees;

wings of silken honey.

They will remain

and never leave.

​

Harps bombard me,

waves of putrid sound

stain so serene.

What do they mean?

They never leave.

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At shoreline and sea,

we are at peace;

cats and I;

all naked and bloodied,

so it stings our hides.

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Stray cats follow me.

Followed me

for many years;

my glass eyes remain

as cats lap up my tears.

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