Endless Autumn, Obligingly
The morning sun just rising, glaring;
a damp, colder, workaday street ...
fallen leaves scattered,
Halloween mere days away:
Suddenly: Startled by the workman:
A stray, jet-black cat
frightenedly slinking into utter darkness
under a nearby porch.
In the gloom, the cat all but disappears,
save for its wide, pained, wild eyes
staring back threateningly into the daylight:
Disembodied eyes illumined,
like molten gold blazing,
dancing and hovering in gloom;
eyes winking on and off,
twin, sinister lamps,
the brightest, most moribund yellow:
The cat glancing aside, this way, that.
And irridescence
hanging in the hushed air
about all and sundry,
an apparition,
fog slowly vanishes.
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