The Fat Cat Turned Away

We were easy to capture
at the side of the picture;
the side disregarded.

I brushed over the truth
as I hushed her back.
I brushed over the truth.

Words unspoken in an empty place.
He didn’t care;
we knew our place.

We were easy to capture.
I brushed over the truth
as I hushed her back.

Words unspoken protected his lie.
Our side was lost in an empty space
he knew our place.

He left us, framed us.
Pushed to one side,
we were easy to capture.