The Cat is an authenticity poem about finding the courage to be.

The Cat – Authenticity Poem

Every day, the cat in my bag grows fatter
 its claws unhinging the zipper
 its slider stuck and rusting from
 the cat's spit and piss and all
 I can do, is
 tighten the clasps of my arms
 camouflage the red lines on my skin
 and bundle it in and off.
 
Petra's scissors are still 
 on the kitchen table
 beside Mum's penknife
 and the cat's treat and trough
 this is a kitty, we're talking about
 they keep saying but
 let out, this fat cat
 will splat me.
 
Last night in my sleep,
 I sat with 80'000 people
 in a football stadium
 everyone glided the
 slider down the teeth
 toward the bottom stop
 80'000 cats 
 out of the bag.