fur

for my G

mother cat

let me crawl inside your

stealthy quiet

leather urgency

calling to me

from across the

shifting earth

mother cat

let me crawl inside

through this ancient winding

Broadway trail

of tears and remembrance

where cities fade—

grass to rocks

to these cliffs we climb naked

by the sea,

locking waves and moon

in our starlit tongues

eternally—

_______

she

who carries me in

her teeth

licks

me clean

and growls on her haunches

at the shadow songs of dogs:

whose fur surrounds me

whose scent confounds me

with the mysteries of

streetlights and

infrared vision

and homing missiles of

similitude

night prowling mystic

who hunts me

so bluntly,

cunt into socket

into heart into

lotus flower crowns

that surround our bodies

like overturned urns

queen mother

whose kitten-speak whispers

flutter my ears,

as my limbs curl softly

around her furry continent—

glorious felis

with baptismal lips

and these paws that she licks

as she grows so large

and bright around me

I think she might

explode inside me

she almost choked me

by the scruff of my neck

but my eyes rolled back

in the safety of their sockets

as she tucked me so safely

inside her heart’s pocket

my sun

my dawn

my velvet-lined hard-on—

I need her here near me

I need her at home

I need her fur song

arching on my horizon,

I need her soft purr

and her phosphorus vision

I need her warm tongue

like the first morning sun

to come

into the light

and bathe off my night

to scare off my chill

like the butterflies

who scatter

at the whisper

of her felted footfalls

on the underbrush—

lady queen

of my life

with a mind

like a knife

I don’t need any church

to declare her my wife

she’s always been mine

long before I discovered her

we’ve always belonged

my kisses uncover her

I miss her tonight

I wish she could live here

I want to wake up tomorrow

with her breath in my ear

I’ve never been much

for shared domesticity

but with her, there’s just peace

and such strange synchronicity

I asked the angels

for a perfect companion

and they opened the gate

they scaled the wide canyon

between heaven and earth

and carried her to me

through storms and intentions

when I’d finished with gloomy

to offer this love

of epic dimensions

as I opened my heart

to the odd possibility

that someone could love me

unconditionally

and be my cat lover

my wild fur mother

who’ll never abandon me

in the cold for another

______

graceful cat lady

come home to your kitten

it’s cold outside

let your paws be my mittens

let your fur be my coat

with your kiss on my throat

and my skin

so tenderly bitten—

mother cat

it’s snowing tonight

and I’m climbing the walls

and flicking my tail

at the sounds of cars—

beautiful friend

this city is ours

so where are you hiding

when we have these dark hours

I’m feeling so black

I’m feeling so blue

I’d scratch down the curtains

if it helped me find you

wild cat mother

this night’s just begun

and I just need

to crawl

inside you.

© Sarah Noack 2008