In Place Of My Heart
Last night I doused my house
With a can of kerosene;
Twisted a decision into a taper,
And lit the pyre into a wall of flames,
But felt no heat from the fire.
Now amidst the still warm ashes,
I sit and stare.
Kicking at smoldering ashes here and here.
In place of my heart is my furry, gray cat,
Purring in my lap.