Because I Wrote It Twice

To the Cat God:

Perhaps here, in a linen city beside a river of indigo

Set in sugary sands that cloy like the touch of velvet,

Under wisps of numen woven ’round a bone button moon,

Wearing your banner, the color of crocus,

I shall find another no less than you in stature,

One just as kindly, to lead astray.

From a lab rat.