Loner Magazine - In Memoriam

In Memoriam

with Bruges

Bruges was dark
at least, his fur
He had seen some things
Made him always walk like a man
Never question certainties.
Bruges was delicate
at least, his frame
Beneath that shock of fur was a tiny paper ship
that got him from A to B
skin thin and bones brittle.
He loved the outdoors
Never said no to a fight,
The most beautiful cat in the world (my Booz).
Cool like the shade
like the cement that he laid on
which was shrouded in trees.
Bruges loved without discrimination
eternally present
The king of his domain.

Summer 2009 – Feb. 20, 2015

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