Felis Catus
They stalk me.
those ankle-panthers.
I try to negotiate a way
into their affections,
yet they scorn
chin tickles, belly rubs
my hesitant ear petting.
Too soon
they strut away
tails stiff in the air
flashing that old pink
one eye.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2020
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