Fire Ant in the hip.

Scurrying down my stump,

Engulfing my paw.

Snake restricts.

Unable to shift.

Hot water,

Epsom salt.

Subdue the sting,

Relax the grip.

“Come, my husband.

Sit a spell,

And answer me this,

Why do I love cats?”

No thought, no concern.

Words found their way,

Through the maze,

He did say,

“Because you’re a psychopath.”

Once again, I did ask,

“Why do I love cats?”

Small thought,

Some concern.

Wheels turning,

Then he churned,

“Because they’re fluffy and cuddly.”

Third attempt I did seek,

“Why do I love cats?”

Candle lit in his eyes.

The joker came through.

With no concern,

Out of the tunnel

The river of words did flow,

“For the same reason, I love your breasts.”

Sitting in my pond,

Full of salt,

Suddenly, it clicked.

Just for a moment,

The Fire Ant and

The Snake

Both drown.

My husband did tell me why I love cats.

Cats distract,

Cats make me laugh,

Cats make me forget.

Just like he did.

He distracts,

He made me laugh,

He made me forget,

About the Fire Ant and the Snake.