Agreement, Nov PAD 8

an agreement poem


When I’m about to wake up, my fluffy kitten comes

Hops on my bed, turns on her purring;

Coils at my feet, then quickly moves,

And coils in opposite direction.

She comes before my waking

To secretly caress me,

For fear not to spoil me.


Beyond the roaring realms of sanity

A lesser god will rise to meet his fate

And trade conveniently with humanity

Most valued goods of flesh for pearls of faith.


Author: soul mary

Writer, poet and reader