Cat Distribution System

Cat Distribution System
© Surazeus
2025 11 29

The cat distribution system provides 
adorable companions for the lost, 
whose gentle purrs always heal broken hearts 
because their eyes refract rays of the sun 
to light our souls with beauty of this life 
embodied in lithe cuddly balls of fur. 

Alicia drives on the highway in rain, 
angry because the plumber wrecked the pipes, 
then sees gray ghost in flash of gold headlights 
appear as small kitten huddled in muck 
between black road and concrete barrier, 
so she turns on red emergency blinkers. 

Opening the door after trucks zoom by, 
Alicia crouches to approach the wall 
where tiny kitten with weed-mangled hair 
peers at her through one small blurry eye 
and hisses as she scoops him in her hands 
then shivers as she hugs him to her breast. 

Wrapping mangy kitten in her pink sweater, 
that her mother sewed with three unicorns, 
Alicia drives in gloom of pouring rain, 
headlights gleaming golden on monstrous trees, 
then bounces car up narrow gravel road 
to park beside the porch of rotten wood. 

Bathing small kitten in bowl of warm water, 
Alicia scrubs trembling body with soap 
while gently tugging weeds from curly hair, 
then rubs him dry with towel of concern 
which causes tiny creature to purr softly 
as he curls in crook of her arm to sleep. 

Holding bottle of warm milk to pink mouth, 
Alicia feels his small heart pulsing fast 
as he gulps liquid with aggressive thirst, 
and grins as his sly paws grasp at her hand, 
then gently wipes goopy mucus away 
so he opens both eyes with confidence. 

Holding thin flexible pole with long string, 
Alicia teases kitten with fun play 
so he crouches low and whips his little tail, 
then leaps to pounce upon the feather clump, 
bold mighty jungle beast with gleaming eyes 
chasing feathered dinosaur by the river. 

Lounging on the couch under a thick blanket, 
Alicia watches Wednesday Addams drama 
while cranky gray-haired kitten she names Lurch 
curls on her chest and purrs with satisfaction 
though black rain beats against her Gothic home 
that gleams from lightning in the old oak woods.