Teh Feline Angst
"If Ki were human," said saizai just now, after yet another attempt to decipher what the hell his forlorn yowls are a request for, "he'd be writing bad goth poetry." Of course I just had to try and imagine this:
i am alone in the universe.
my cries of anguish go unheeded.
the blackness of my soul consumes me.
i strike out with teeth and claws
but cannot chew away
the melancholy in which i drown.
my path goes in endless circles
like a treadmill of futility.
clearly my life is devoid of meaning.
(Translation: My humans don't loooooooooooove me!)
i am alone in the universe.
my cries of anguish go unheeded.
the blackness of my soul consumes me.
i strike out with teeth and claws
but cannot chew away
the melancholy in which i drown.
my path goes in endless circles
like a treadmill of futility.
clearly my life is devoid of meaning.
(Translation: My humans don't loooooooooooove me!)