Satisfaction Brought Me Back

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Mandatory fun.

Submitted: May 11, 2017

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My health care providers,

stated simply, in their contract,

that curosity was a preexisting condtion,

I wouldn't be covered for that.

Didn't matter if it was nine lives that had I paid for,

with the feathers of an angel,

I couldn't just go off and, do whatever I wanted,

I signed a contract, their was no room for my tail to wiggle.

Caged into submission, I watched through the glass,

 bright yellow canaries , red glowing sparrows that flew past,

 blue jays feeding, black ravens, just cawing for my teeth,

they,

were not to be my target,

mraww, what's the point of being a cat;

if I can't live just a little.

Curosity killing me, 

satisfaction bringing me back,

eating uninsured kibble,

they forget that my kind,

have razor sharp claws to scratch.

 

 

 


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