Rupi Kaur Poem

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The Velvet Revelation: Mowgli’s Blanketisms & Butt-licking Truths VII Mowgli writes once more to Bastet, Patron Saint of Deserted Pillows. The suitcase has returned. The lap has not. In this week's journal, he reflects on absence, performative starvation, and the bitter poetry of a slow blink at an unopened letter. There is no salmon. There is no trust. There is only surveillance—and the dramatic art of emotional withholding. He has not forgiven. But he has repositioned himself.

they left.
again.
no tuna. no warning.
just a pathetic little wave
and a suitcase that smells of betrayal and socks.

mowgli writes to bastet.
forgiveness is not granted.
but surveillance is ongoing.

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