Pushing
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Cat-God.
Scars on human souls
like cracks on china plates,
stone-cold glue seeping from wounds
frozen mid-drip.
Cat-God.
Paws against old wood shelf,
one furry oaw on slick porcelain.
If I were to harm myself can you tell me how you'd feel? Would you feel ashamed of it, of how you made me kneel?
