Hour 17
Cats are above myth.
They encroach into your life
at the molecular basis – – – they are bone deep. They immobilize you for cuddle time
on their terms.
They heckle you whenever they want
to be fed or just whenever.
Jealous of inanimate objects and all computers.
Mine is a green-eyed menace
punctuating my downtime
with mythical weight pinpointed
on the belly becoming a pillow.
I chuckled a bit too much here!! Your use of immobilize, encroach and heckle just made me laugh harder. This is all true!! Green Eyed Menace would be a great title for your Hour 17 Poem!
I agree with cinwhit! I totally related to the line:
‘Jealous of inanimate objects and all computers.’