Posted on January 23, 2024January 23, 2024 Grinding up ProzacFor my cat who won’t eat itHe knows all the tricks He’s fine, fine enoughOvergrooming his bellyHi, Anxiety Too much time awayOr too much of me in himI’ll heal, so will he With Love, Natalie Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Related By Natalie PoetryTags: poem