friend – C & K

2 Furball Haikus

a furball, small meow
rolling in kitty litter
sleeping mid meow

the smallest furball
looking towards the sunlight
I found my best friend

a brown bear dying
uncomfortable knowledge
within those soft eyes

two lifeless lovers
fur paws touching in the snow
for the love of one

movement from below
a whimper to the heavens
meeting my best friend

Out there in the forest,
running from herself;
determined to hide from him,
even if her teeth rot out of her head.

She will not yield.

Crying alone in the forest;
a wolf appears in the distance
and she is caught off guard.

The tears stop.
She is lost in the fur of a hug and a kiss.

Found, she stands up and walks away;
for so much of her life, she ran from herself.

Now she walks with a friend.

The man with no heart can rot in hell.

The door opens,
she steps outside.

The night is warm,
a gardenia nearby.

The moonlight is full,
a forest all around.

The sound of a friend,
a call from the forest.

The door closes,
she runs for the forest.