Existential Cat Poems - “There Is A Reality Out There I Am Banned From Experiencing”

“There Is A Reality Out There I Am Banned From Experiencing”

So many years,

I have lived with this cone around my face,

And I have wondered,

What goes on behind the plastic I can barely see through.

I feel as if I must be missing out,

On a probably beautiful world,

So tragically cut off,

From a place where I might find happiness.

So many days I have spent in wailing sorrow,

After the loss of you my dear love,

Whose picture I still keep in my cat-wallet,

Whose image will never leave my cat-brain,

Perhaps there is a reason that I am sheltered from the true reality,

Perhaps the machines have blocked part of my consciousness to protect me,

Freedom from rather than freedom to,

But what could be out there that is so damaging?

Can it really be worse than my spectacularly horrid imagination can come up with?

Can it really be worse than a three-headed Gwyneth Paltrow Cerebus?

Oh god she’s the worst…

But I digress!

Surely the outside world can not be that bad,

What lies out there,

Just outside what I am conscious of,

I just really, really want to know,

Just want to eat the fruit of knowledge and get on with my life…

Unfortunately the fruit of knowledge won’t fit through my cone…

Let alone my little kitten mouth,

The truth would be too much to handle,

Literally not fitting into my head,

Perhaps it’s for the best though…

That fruit looks kind of prickly and sticky which is never fun.

What am I going to be known as?

The pu cat with the sticky lips?!

I don’t think so.