Our kitten has very personal opinions.
It wants to be here. It wants to be there.
Why?
Nobody knows.
Least of all the kitten.
Climbing on me at this moment
is an especially personal choice.
No permission asked.
Yet permission granted.
What desire seeks satisfaction?
What instinct requires expression
in the claw-climb up my leg to my lap?
An ancient line of life,
a purring feline body
alive in my animal ear.
Its want is its way.
No explanation necessary.