I owe my sanity

And most of my insanity to a cat

But to you I owe who I am

And who I will become at that

No long roads, no wet streets

No rhyming trying freezing reasons

Just feelings

Held in suspension

Repentant of all commitment, you're wrinkle-resistant

When he cleans late into the night

To ponder with what is cruel, broad, and bare

The tempting melted to tasting

Broken and balding glass

You now no longer care for

A heart full

Of parting pools

The train rattles your nameless rings

You feel my face taut against the fraud

Funny it's here you choose the place

Feigning so he'll spill a sign or trace

Failing yet so careful

Before my teeth set

It's easier by now I bet

Your eyes pulled

For a mouth full

The sun off the plates

Mist fills the maze