Twenty-Ninth Thought

Searching for myself
Inside someone else
I’ve been told, by a birdie that’s what I do
If I’m a cat should I eat the bird and shut it up?
I’ve been told three things are gained, three needs met in any relationship
Affection
Inclusion
Power
The first two appeal to me the most
The first the most
Want a deep bond, a strong passion, an unshakable trust
But impatience resides within thin veins
Waiting is for the patient, a wise woman once said
So this cat paces
This cat, without a tail, but many tales
This cat without whiskers, but a five o clock shadow
No claws but sharp nails
No fur but closely cropped hair
Hair that once grew long, but tamed with searing heat, now tamed with firming goop
Eyes set on possibilities, not one but a few,
No longer is the feeling of security here
Left enough times that backups just seem to be second nature