What a Way to Live

I’m a cat

I slink and pace around the house

with none of the satisfaction that cats naturally have

I suck my good feelings through a pipe

I dream, but mostly nightmares

my actions feel dreamlike

cold water

smarter, better, faster stronger and I know it

I try to find true freedom, but the guard is in my mind

I suppose I should be grateful I don’t have the hairballs