trimming her claws
though we both hate it
I feel closest to my cat
when she struggles in my arms
and the very claws in question
are splayed and dug into me
and we repeat to each other
what needn’t be said:
“I do not want this”
and when she is over her soreness
and when I am done cleaning
shed fur from my clothing
she comes back to me
accepts my sorries and gentle strokes
and we agree
for the evening at least
to stop hurting each other.

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