A cat walked by my feet
But it was a white cat
We don’t have a white cat
I got up and the cat was still there
It walked away a little
Then turned its head back at me
It had purple eyes
It wanted me to follow
It lead me into my secret room
My tomb
I never take my phone down here
The white wind was strong
And the cat expanded to fill the space
And somehow we looked into each other’s eyes
The whole time.
And then it was just my little room
And I had my phone
29 Feb 24
Latter Day Sinner 