Though she is a cat of size,
Optimus Prime is considerably smaller than you are,
and, sitting on this bed with her passed out beside me,
I begin to speculate
Is this bed - the one I told you was the first
I've had in years that could fit more than one person while
I was in the middle of telling you five other
trivial stories about my life -
big enough to shelter us through the winter
so that if you decide not to let the philadelphia parking authority
interrupt an entire hour of silence
you might find what you need to be happy is really just another
serving of that terrible cheesy noodle bake that I made
for us before going to yet another
poorly attended art show?