
The world disappeared
I did it
Or participated
Life stretches on for days
Then months
Then years
Then decades
This wasteland that I created
When do I get to die?
But a stray cat comes up to me and meows
And rubs against me
I am still worthy of love
I am still alive
The sun still rises and sets
The rain still falls on the crops
The stove still cooks my dinner
And there are other criminals like me here
Maybe if we repair what we’ve done
Cats remind me that we are not alone
That someone or something knows where we are
And is keeping track of us
And still loves us
Yes, us
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