High in my tower,
I take in the view
of a desolate land
created by you.
You moved that here
and you moved this there
and now I’m frantic
and you don’t even care.
How am I to sleep
when such a travesty occurs?
How can you think
a simple pet will make me purr?
Please put it back
to how I want it to be
this house is not meant for you
but it is all for me.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2018

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