by Mary E. Lowd
Sometimes I feel like a feral wolf…
But you know what a wolf is?
By definition
Feral
They’re wild animals
Free & complete
Sometimes my friend calls me
A cauldron of bees
Do you know what a cauldron of bees
Is like?
If no one pokes it?
Peaceful
Harmonious
And complex
What about cats though?
(Because I know that’s what I am)
They’re not supposed to be feral…
Lurking in the spaces
Between homes
But if treated right
Even the feral ones
Are lovely
And treat
As they are treated
They’re all just animals
(And so are we)
Wolves, cats, and so many bees