<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484119" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>54</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My sister saw the black cat inside my monitor<br>Black fur and sharp eyes<br>Piercing like sharp claws<br>Whiskers like catfish<br>In the mud, <br>It was staring at her<br>And felt its anger, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of course, she did not like it, <br>She complains<br>Why of all screensavers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Anthurium (oh she loves Anthurium<br>Red and white anthuriums) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or four horses, white grazing horses, brown galloping horses<br>For some screensavers’ lucky charm, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why the black cat<br>As screensaver? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was just the head of the black cat, <br>Nothing else<br>Nothing more, popping up in the screen, <br>A black cat as wallpaper</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Like one that unzips automatically<br>The zipless type) , </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I am afraid she may not like<br>The sudden popping up, <br>She fears it may jump in front of her<br>And scratch her and totally scare her off<br>Her years of<br>Prudence, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And easy submission, <br>And her tradition, <br>Her sense of<br>Propriety<br>And piety<br>It is indeed a delicate<br>Issue</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She had not seen, to my mind, <br>Anything yet, <br>The way I scratch my head<br>And turn it sidewise<br>Once or twice to say no<br>Ordinarily</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And inside myself, I was laughing, <br>She is scared<br>And funny<br>Skinny sister<br>Emaciated by too much<br>Keeping<br>& unforgiving</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I was not scared because<br>Anyway<br>She cannot understand<br>Me<br>My trauma at 2<br>My love at 15<br>My longings for all those years<br>Carefree days in the river bathing naked<br>With some brusque<br>Friends and their passion for<br>Carabaos<br>& then there were</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some sad stories about the cats in the alleys<br>Black and white<br>Those that I really love and caress &<br>Died and<br>Those I cannot really mourn<br>& love<br>In the open</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What will our neighbors say? <br>It is always the favorite question of my sister<br>They would think that I am crazy<br>I am cheap<br>I am an embarrassment<br>I am a burden<br>And deserve nothing<br>The whole family will be hurt<br>& suffer incessantly<br>Unnecessarily</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As a matter of compromise<br>The cat, the black cat as screensaver<br>Shall be changed tonight, <br>But frankly, I love its<br>Sharp black eyes<br>Warm long black furs<br>I would still touch them<br>In a dream<br>Slide its furs in my armpits<br>And I would giggle, giggle, giggle, and giggle<br>Alone<br>Away<br>The whole night giggles, giggles, giggles and giggles<br>Deep and<br>Dark</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is the being of giggling, the giggling, <br>Yes<br>My dear sister<br>It is the giggling<br>That counts in my being<br>The whole being</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I am telling no one<br>And I can’t tell anyone</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who is really interested about<br>Dead black, foul cats, with black furs<br>For jinx? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Anyway, I’ll save<br>In the ‘shared pictures”<br>The<br>Black cat, and in nocturnal<br>Dreams I’ll have scratches<br>All over my body<br>Of this black cat</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>My decision to be unwise for once<br>Is now</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am laughing inside myself<br>(ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha<br>ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I face her, <br>My skinny sister<br>Un-giving<br>She faces the black cat<br>Sharp eyes facing her, <br>She sees the head of the black cat<br>And she can even touch<br>My face because of that<br>Certain closeness, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But she will never, never, <br>Never know<br>The real name of that black cat<br>And the new name I call myself</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Me, a name I call myself<br>Fa a long long way to run) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Because, oh well, she never asked, <br>In the first place</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484119" data-title="54 de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="My sister saw the black cat inside my monitor Black fur and sharp eyes Piercing like sharp claws Whiskers like catfish In the mud, It was staring at her And felt its anger, Of course, she did not like it, She complains Why of all screensavers ..."></div> </div> </div>

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