[1]
Handing me the remains of my dead cat,
as I was about to leave, she then says,
veritably clueless, "Have a nice day!"
even the cold sunshine bristles in shock.
After I left the vet, I was confused.
Numb, the rest of the world went on its way,
if I felt badly, the problem was mine,
creative solutions to grief itself
express a need to embrace the process.
Denial, anger, depression, acceptance
and making deals with the devil, science,
yes, to clone a dead cat as bargaining.
[2]
Handle the situation as need be,
affect distortion in an employee
very well may not appear visible
every moment but at times of distress.
Anyone knows, stress comes with the job, no?
Now the first time I met this young woman
in the vestibule to the vet clinic,
clearly, she did not hear me say, "Deceased"
even though, I explained my cat was dead.
Died earlier that day or night before,
as I slept exhausted from holidays,
Yuletide celebrations in the suburbs.
[3]
How could I have made the situation
a little less out of control for us?
Vision requires the foresight and hindsight
even in the worst of circumstances,
An ability to see beyond time.
No one has this talent except the few,
in this case, once she realized my cat
could not possibly need an appointment,
exactly as the sign on the window
Declared, no new appointments to be seen,
and I just wanted to drop off my cat,
yes, my tortoiseshell cat to say goodbye.
[4]
Hunger can exacerbate emotions,
as I was hungry, obviously sad,
victim or survivor of a grand hoax,
even as the earth spun on its axis.
A young woman makes a bad decision.
Not that this is the first time, as we know,
in this world, people are just who they are,
certainly, they do not change overnight,
even a fortnight later, she's the same.
Day in and day out, dementia destroys,
as cognitive abilities subside,
yet, to yell at a customer in grief?
[5]
How we have no rites and no rituals
as modern day human beings for grief,
vast empires come and go, yet our feelings,
emotions and cognitions become stuck.
As the flow of energy is not clear.
Nothing but obstacles get in the way,
in the arteries and veins, a blockage
could mean the end of a life for someone,
energy acts in a similar way.
Dancing between two strangers is a flow,
attracting or repelling each other,
yet, magnetism is not the answer.
[6]
How this all began, fourteen years ago,
as Dr. Wake bullied me to abort
virtually six innocent kittens,
even my tortoiseshell knew this was bad.
A bad decision, I had to live with.
No one else faces the karma we make
in actions lacking the clear-mindedness
cutting through the needless trauma of pain
everyone creates with expectations.
Death is the end of a chapter, the book
as of yet unwritten, work in progress,
yesterday, I had a cat, now she's gone.
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