Today's word is
Now, see, words like this are what make this challenge, um, challenging. This is not the kind of word I typically use in poetry, but part of the problem is mine alone. I tend to pigeonhole words. This exercise makes me rethink words and see if I can apply them to places other than I think they belong.
We'll see if it works for this one. No guarantees.
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Saturday, 1:40 p.m.
Triangle
Perhaps it is not
the most politic of
points for me to bring
up at this time, but
it's just that you're
drooling on my pillow,
and you should understand
that while I love
that you are
drooling on my pillow,
because I love that
you are here at all,
I also know that
if he were awake right now,
you would be on his chest
purring and purring
and making those little
contented bobcat noises
that you only make
when you are truly happy
and are not making now,
and the thing is, I'm the one
who feeds you, cleans up
after you, takes you places
you need to go that neither
of us likes to go, shops
for things to please and
tempt you, pets you 'til
you drool on my pillow
when you wake up scared
in the middle of the night
(even if I was sleeping
quite peacefully myself),
and I am not the one who
ever ejects you from
my workspace with rude words
and fits of temper,
and while it's true that
I am also not the one
who pays for the food, etc.,
it is also true that
I am the one who makes
sure that you are safe
in your new home, that
you will not drown yourself
in my bathwater or
strangle yourself
on the blind pulls,
and that I am the one you come to
when he isn't available,
like now, and while I know that
he is the one that you picked,
and I'm good with it, really,
in fact I respect your instinct
for he's a good man with
a good heart in spite of
himself sometimes,
I do just need to point out
right now that you are
drooling on my pillow
and it's getting on my
face.
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