my cat and pen died / on the same day. / i used that same green pen / for so long, i forgot it could die. / it
started fading. naturally, / i questioned if it was too soon / for it’s passing. questioned / how much a
replacement would cost. / tiger lived so long i stopped believing / cats could die. / she wheezed and
sneezed but old / age comes with complications. / i found her / in the laundry room, sprawled on my
bralettes / like jesus. / it was so sudden: her / death. / and with the washer clanking at me / i felt like /
everything i loved was dying. / who’s next (?) / to die like jesus / with all the sin / but none of the
purpose.
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