the dolphin who realized the ocean is an indifferent prison sings a love poem to the moon

kitties update:

blake and sam are growing. i think they eat about a full can of wet food each day and probably would eat more if i allowed it. sam is definitely maturing quicker than blake. she is constantly running amok and looking for adventure.

blake wanders around softly and stares at things. he needs a lot of mothering and attention. i think he might be a little slow.

i find myself having 15 minute conversations with blake discussing his inability to piss and shit in the litter box and how good the litter will feel between his furry toes. he only purrs when food is present. my persuasion efforts continue to fail.

sam often touches her paw against the mirrored closet door. i found her hiding in my books playing with the cover of "blood meridian" a few days ago. she makes me smile a lot.

i am no mother and lucky to have a girlfriend who is able to coddle the little assholes.

my inability to show normal affection is overwhelmed by frequent feedings.

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D.H. Lawrence was a genius. i think people undervalue his poetry and really should read him more. here is a DH poem i really enjoy:

A Baby Asleep After Pain

     As a drenched, drowned bee
Hangs numb and heavy from a bending flower,
     So clings to me
My baby, her brown hair brushed with wet tears
    And laid against her cheek;
Her soft white legs hanging heavily over my arm
Swinging heavily to my movement as I walk.
    My sleeping baby hangs upon my life,
Like a burden she hangs on me.
    She has always seemed so light,
But now she is wet with tears and numb with pain
Even her floating hair sinks heavily,
    Reaching downwards;
As the wings of a drenched, drowned bee
    Are a heaviness, and a weariness.