A Whiskers Tale: Watching the Detectives
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"A Whiskers Tale: Watching the Detectives"
Her whiskers tickle
when the lights go out
hormonal huntress
on the prowl
Moonlight chasing
itsy bitsies
up the wall
a silent investigator
tap dancing silently
soft as mink and sibilant
paws poised
across a different kind of
polished slippery dance floor
criminally inclined
researching minds
a baby in her
isolation crib
for sure
soft-shoe shuffling
never bored.
(LadyLabyrith / 2021)
"Dans le fond des forêts votre image me suit."
"Watching the Detectives" / Elvis Costello
https://youtu.be/xO_sDtI2bYk
"Everyday I Write the Book"
https://youtu.be/ekrzLtCKMJg
" I shut my doors on that dark guilt,
I bolt the door, each door I bolt.
Blood quickens, gonging in my ears:
The panther's tread is on the stairs,
Coming up and up the stairs..."
Inspiration: "MoonLight"
"Pursuit"/Sylvia Plath
https://neuroticpoets.com/plath/poem/pursuit/
Copyright © Lady Labyrinth | Year Posted 2021
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