Once upon a time there were some stray kittens
that lived in the hearts of people in love.
They curled up and purred in time
to the blood pulsing past their ears. Life
in a heart was simple as long as there were no cracks.
But sometimes a stray would find
a fragile heart. Things might go on as normal,
warm and safe,
until one day there would be no more love
and a crack would appear. Blood
would begin to enter, a tearful drip at first
then a burst. And the stray would drown
clawing in fear and scraping at the inside
of the person's chest. And the person
would fall over and scream for the death of a kitten.