So Be It

I allow
this fellow
to interrupt me.

I always have.

When he comes calling
I put down my pen,
I close my laptop.

He’s my responsibility.
I have to keep him happy.

Cancel the writing.
Forget about rhyme.

If he decides
it’s once again time
to sit on my chest
and purr in my face
so be it.

That’s why I’m here.


That's why I'm here