My Cat (deceased)

 

My cat (deceased) visited me

 

Last night in my dream

 

Had something to tell me,

 

Something to say

 

From her floating platform

 

Far away

 

But still she has no voice

 

No grasp of English

 

Even in dreams

 

So she could only

 

Blink her eyes in a deliberate

 

And slightly angry way

 

I am unmoved but worried

 

What has she come for,

 

Come here to say?

 

To tell me I’m done for

 

Dying or on the edge

 

Of some stiff misfortune

 

In silence her blinks

 

Unnerve me, fill me with dread

 

She has the upper hand

 

But then I remember

 

She doesn’t know she’s dead

 

Tis me with the upper hand

 

I smirk, blink back

 

‘You’re dead,’ I think

 

Adding another, knowing blink

 

I sense she knows more

 

Perched and untouchable

 

On her phantom floor

 

She fades and floats away

 

If she spoke I never heard

 

I wake defeated, unnerved