what's so funny about peace, love and understanding

We broke up in April
as people do
and for all the right reasons
We bought a kitten about three months
before the end
She used to crawl onto our chests every morning
and give us kisses
I moved to Berkeley
and am living alone for the first time
For the most part
I love it
But of course the walls shout once in a while
and I picture awful things
which bite at my ego
I know she’s found someone else
already
It’s what people do
But when the stomach aches
and the imagination screams
It’s not her folded in the arms
of another man
that makes me see red
It’s the thought of
some guy on a sunny, Saturday morning
in bed with my fucking cat