Cat Skills
Kitty Cats inhabit the space between day, and night
guarding the twilight from the unknown Dark.
Seeking out nooks and crevices,
they stalk,
lurking at the peripheries of trees.
Surrounded by numerous unseen creatures, their graceful frames greet the dimly-lit dawn.
Avoiding the inevitable waning of the shadows, they retreat
with green, prismed eyes narrowing, half-awake, half-
asleep, to a corner of the windowsill.
Crouching behind the curtain’s edge, they brace themselves one last time,
in never ending pursuit of the “Other”.
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