Death I
Eliza Niemi
I never liked cats that much
But I really loved my cat growing up
He was my best friend
And I named him Desmond
After that song by the Beatles
Cuz I was dumb when I was little
I had no siblings, had no brother
Just had my cat there was no other
He knew me and I knew him
It was like he was human
I’d pet his stupid little cat head
He was so much more than a pet
Then they took him to the vet
And pressed his paw into ceramic
And then I got it when it dried
Painted grey and black and white