deep green eyes
regard me
patiently wondering
if I am really as dumb as I look
At least that’s my view
of our relationship:
you understand me;
I am not able
to return the favour
I haven’t a clue
what turning in soft circles
on the chair next to mine
really means
and when you purr
long into the night
on the pillow near my ear
am I supposed to know
what that means?
I clean the litter
put out food and water
stroke your forehead
(that I know you like)
and generally pay attention
But what does it all mean?
Speculation:
you are part of an advanced team
of members of a super contemplative
civilization which has taught
buddhists a thing or two
— is Om the human
equivalent of purring?
Can you read my mind?
perhaps meaning of
life and the universe
is open to you
purrhaps . . . .
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