affectionate

a cat was naive enough to follow me downstairs
where i left it confused and betrayed.
(you're too affectionate, you remind me of myself)
that's what i think it felt.

i thought, hey maybe i could keep it
but it wasn't black, and i wasn't fay.
not yet, not yet.

then i thought, hey fay's getting tired of all the weird stuff
a werecat's something she would have known she would see
what would surprise her, the affections of a simple cat
that seem to follow her despite her attempts to dismiss it
it would toy with her toes, a nip here and there
she would get annoyed, the joker annoyed?

fay met a boy by the marketplace where they sold apples bright and red
what's your name, she asked out of nowhere
lou, he said
you dont look like a lou, in fact you're a grey,
she looked at her cat nonchalently
his eyes shot open as she approached to ruffle his hair
bid him with a small smile, she led him to the hill
as evening approaches she nursed him back to health