Pre-Dawn Nocturn
It occurs on the edge of light
a dim tinged dark is rolled back
followed by dream-walking eyes.
A time when heroes
are at their weakest,
when troops turn restlessly
in their fox holes,
where lions hunt inside
a rapidly closing circle
The half-light
only awakens more shadows
until apprehension clings
to every breath.
It is then that your green-eyed cat,
your familiar and pet,
leaps upon your chest,
only then does a naked dawn
slip through drawn curtains.
The cat purrs,
relaxes into that dredged-out hollow
you tried to hide within,
and so the day moves in
to claim you.
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