Poetry from Noah Berlatsky

Too Much Love

All day I have tried to get the cat to sit on me.

And finally just as I am about to finish a movie

and stand up, she does, and so does the dog.

She is beautiful and fluffy and purrs

her warmth into my hand.

It is a lot of warmth. The dog is also warm.

My temperature spikes. I have to pee.

My nose is running and I have no Kleenex.

We all believe we want love and endless love

but it is too much, my body cannot bear it,

the weight of floof and love.

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