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.