Stuck - Cat 1 - Rainbound

You become that dark shape stuck under the trampoline
Trapped by the stuff you detest, falling heavy from the sky
Your ears, despising it, say:
"What misofelinous deity dares to think 

that this is an acceptable arrangement?"
I make the squeaky kissy noise 

for getting a cat to look at you.
You yawn and hunch down for the duration,
ignoring me,
because this appalling celestial offence
is undoubtedly my foolish human fault

for praying to the wrong God.

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