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I Hear Them Again


I hear them again.
They are talking about me.
What are they saying about me?
I know it is objectionable
whatever it may be.

Oh!Oh! They want to get me evicted.
They are talking about how to do it.
They are articulating what they will do.
They are going to talk to the landlady.
I am dead.
I am out of here.
They will find something to get me ousted.

What's that?
They want to get rid of my cat.
They have contacted animal control.
I am going to lose her.
I know I am.
Here comes animal control now.
They are going to confiscate my cat.
I can't bear to lose her.

Now what is it?
Oh my God,
they are going to exterminate me.
What can I do?
I truly do not want to be annihilated.
I will call the police.
The police tell me there is nothing.
They are going to shoot me.

My case manager and therapist
maintain I'm having delusions.
I'll give them delusions.
How can they declare I'm having delusions.
It's real, I tell you.
It's real!
I know it's real,
and no one can tell me otherwise.

There is a hole in the ceiling
of my bathroom. Oh no!
They are spying on me.
I just know it.
They want to see me naked.
How can I bear such behavior?

They put up a vent
where the hole was.
They vent and rant and rave
about me, I am sure.
There is no one else here
for them to talk about but me.

They are going to drown me,
I know they are.
I sit under the shower head.
Wait a minute.
A head has a brain.
It's going to drown me.
I have to get out now.

They are going to kill me
with poisonous gas.
It is only meant for me.
It won't affect anyone else.
I better make a gas mask quick
before I get asphyxiated.

This can't go on.
They can't go on.
It just gets worse and worse.
Sometimes I feel just like
I ought to be dead.
Cat


P.S. Please comment on this poem. Thank you.

Interesting poem, not sure I like that this is about a cat. I think I'd prefer to have that implied and not given away at the end.