Biggie

As you probably already know if you follow me on social networking sites, I  got myself a cat! His name is Biggie, he’s absolutely gorgeous, and you can follow him on Instagram and Facebook if you’d like to. This is a poem that I wrote for him the day after I got him.

 

Biggie,

you are beautiful,

and I know you’re scared

but we all are.

You’re a big, black cat

and you purr when you rap,

relaxed,

at the back of the books

in a catnap.

And I know you kinda like me;

you came when I called

and nuzzled

your soft, warm neck

against my knuckles,

then hid yourself away

when I went for a cigarette.

Perhaps you don’t like cars

‘cause you were shot

in the back of a Chevvy Suburban,

or maybe it’s

my girlfriend

and her driving.

It’s funny

because your voice

is like an engine,

especially when you settle down

to sleep the stress off,

which is also like me

when I fall asleep

and start snoring.

Biggie,

I will look after you.

I already prefer you

to other humans.