"I want a kittie. "
Do you really, why?
"I want a kittie."
Is it the soft, soft fur?
Is it the colorful patterns on its flanks ,
The velvet paws
Or the inscrutable power burning in their eyes?
Or is it the simple desire to hold
And control that lithe, powerful movement
So fluid, like a rattlesnake or lightening striking
Covered with fur?
"I want a kittie."
Perhaps this involves an uncontrolled desire
Of yours, which keeps you from controlling yourself,
A basic flaw which keeps you desiring the impossible,
A broken understanding which seeks the upper hand
On an unleashed feline animal driven.
Perhaps it is your own sinful nature
Which leads you to attempt to control the uncontrollable.
Perhaps.
"Perhaps, but I want a kittie."
About Me
- TBAYNHAMIII
- I was born in Kentucky, though my parents had been living in Knoxville before my birth. My mother's mother lived across the street from the hospital in Hopkinsville, Kentucky, which was convenient. I moved around quite a bit when I was young, but ended up in Georgia. I like to read and write and love food and drink way too much. I have a funny wife and daughter who has finished her batchelor's degree and is living with her grandmother in North Atlanta and studying advertising. I sometimes wonder what life would have been like if I had not gone to law school. Regrets come and go with the seasons.
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