She has tried at least one to many times to find a person to shelter her. She has become like the fool and said, “There is no God.” Life is suffering and I will suffer the best I can. In deny, God things are made easier. She has become like a Goddess. I queen. The new queen of pop the new, Madonna. Is that what she has been groomed to be? Never a bride. I would go back in time and take her as mine but, that was not meant to be. How do you go back in time? How do you put someone’s mind and heart back together? Why did I search to understand her? I guess we all think magically with or without a God. Her “Back to before” is worse than not having to remember. No one can reach that far. Some cats kind of have a beard. Her reprieve. She wasn’t found soon enough to be a adopted and is now a human stray that I pray for and read about how she is coping with existing every few weeks or so. How much to see the hypnotic purring cat, yes the one that looks like it would do anything not be alone? The one that poured out it’s heart til it had to claw its own out. The one that drinks itself to sleep. That clings to its mother. The one that says, look what YOU made me do! While purring. “I didn’t do it; you made me do it!” The Passive aggressive. “World look what you made me do. How look what I will do.” There will be a reconstruction in my image. Now you understand Her. When I see her on the other side as Allison. All I son. All I needed was your son, Jesus. He was there all along. Thank you for your creation, Jason Bulsa. He cared enough to write this greatest of love songs for ( _______). Yet another lonely girl in a broken and fallen world.
