On the Stupidity of Animals

When I block of the entrance
– – You moan and whine
– – and scratch at the wood panels
– – – – I let you in
– – – – You go straight back out again

I don’t want you here
– – You don’t understand, you
– – stand with your tail
– – flowing
– – – – I take you away
– – – – you come back

I chase you with a box
– – I’m only playing
– – – – You scream the world ending
– – – – scream of the finale

I am washing my hands
– – you’re in the water you’re
– – being drowned
– – – – I turn off the tap

I walk slowly to let you divert
– – you panic in a straight line
– – in the same direction, then
– – – – a car scrapes you concisely
– – – – along the tarmac

I get tired of it all and stare out of a window
– – you fly right into the window
– – and grease it up with your feather grease
– – – – alongside the grease from my forehead
– – – – on the inner panel

I sit and type
I try to relax
– – you see me stroking the computer
– – and get jealous

I’m an enigma to you
– – that doesn’t stop you crying and
– – vibrating all over me

I am running because you seem to enjoy it
– – you’re excited, you bite me
– – – – I stop running

I pick you up to take you
where you’ve been trying to get
for hours
– – You bite me and claws out
– – you run away
– – – – but not fast enough
– – – – to avoid getting a kick

Then I feel bad
but why should I?
– – you have no respect for me as a person
– – – – I hate you
– – – – I just wanted to be
– – – – your friend