Fishtank : 5

425 555 707  ᗡ  KENAZ/FLAME   THE EMPRESS

Two nights ago, I saw two cats in my dream

One was mine, Sméagol, 

the other, a mirror of her in every way

Both stood on my chest as I woke, calling to be fed

I dished half a can of food onto a plate as I always do

Then looked to the cat who had somehow become two

I dished out the other half as well, onto another plate

I went to the couch to lay down

watched a video of a woman seducing a private trainer

it wasn’t that great, but it woke me 

and I let myself go there

when I went back to the cats, they were licking the last pieces off the same plate

then looked up to me and meowed in unison

Strange, I thought, two only ate as much as one.

Pakistan and India are at it again

Waving fists and posing for a fight

I don’t think the fights ever stop

I  pray a silent prayer that this could be one of the rare few that dies away

They always build, fuel and fire til they reach a bursting point

My old fishtank is in the hallway, looking for a new home

I remember Blueberry, and how I let him die.

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A sound to kill the thinking, to let the brain just be.