You are gone and I am still here, still stuck
until you return back to me, but no
let's be frank about these matters, you died
exactly two days after Christmas, fuck
this season of Yuletide, my cat is dead
if you were a person, people would show
deference towards me, I haven't cried
especially like this in years, a man
Engages with the world to earn some bread
let's be frank again and say I'm a heel
until something was noticeably wrong
to tell the truth, I was selfish, I feel
everything was washed out for I so long
despite my faults to pet you with my hand
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