A Cat Sees Men

(without wanting to imitate Drummond in “An Ox sees Men”)

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It seems they are never where they are, restless,
why don't you lie down and stretch out on one idea.
The eyes focus lightly, it seems they focus on no one,
they are looking everywhere.
Don't have our long whiskers
essential for balance,
that's why, fools, they wander from here to there.
They need a lot, a lot,
platforms to sit, lean on, eat, lie down.
How hard!
They don't know if they are on the floor or on the edges of windows.
The legs and arms are very long,
they are slow to receive their own will.
And when they reach it, it's already a little late, it seems they don't know what they're looking for.
Your caresses on us is good when it comes,
and it is, for them, like a consolation that surprises them.
Your laugh is good. Says something, I don't know if theirs.
The brooms of your thought don't know how to sweep anything,
but the dust of unreality.
Therefore, our force field beyond the fur
it matters that it is used and it matters that it carries and takes away
what is in the air around them.

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