When I woke. Up this morn.
My cat had, threw up all down the ladder
That leads up to my bed.
I said “honey, my baby, you cute shit
I need my hekkin ladder
To get cleaning supplies.”
She just looked up, from the floor
Where she jumped
As if to stare in judgement
About why I was stuck
But now I had to get down
From my bed
Either from vomit ladder
Or from rib-breaking rails