Amazingly beautiful and very thought provoking. Sometimes life is like a cat .... I liked the allusion to striking a match and singing a song - why does that mean so much to me - I feel it's to do with a song you once told me about... Well done again - could I be any prouder of you...X
Sometimes it takes some time for me to get into a poem. Sometimes I have to re-read a poem a few times in order to retain any meaning or interest in it. This was not one of those times. I love the very first line. My second favourite part is
They can't, it seems; they think it doused:
But Life, the cat, and I, the mouse...
So strike a match and sing a song!
because its ominous but it trickily cheerful sounding. I think that sometimes Life is something that happens to us but mice are adaptable and can make life what they want sometimes as well. I really like the analogy.
But look again, and I am gone.
Water is such a powerful force. Fire is seemingly only destructive. Your brought both of these elements into your piece and I know this is supposed to be a dark poem but I think it has the potential to be a very Light poem as well. But look again, and I am gone. You've moved on from these water logged and fire razed parts. While they are still there. You filled your graves Ben, you are no longer just laying there to die, and I personally think that is a very not Dark thing to write about.
I'm sorry I know this comment isn't very coherent but I haven't really slept in 2 days and it's almost midnight. Mainly, your poem caught me like a fish on a hook. I really enjoyed reading it.