The Corpse of a Hissing Cat

Black and thin boned, velvet almost, but also stringy. Hard to define the shape of a hissing cat that was alive and kicking but now lies dead on my neighbor’s lawn. I would watch it on summer evenings crouching low under the hedgerow hunting small birds. Watch it stiffen as one hopped nearby wait until.......now pounce, fortunately for the birds he most always missed but then he would hiss loudly and walk away as if he didn't give a damn. Now it’s dead, its corpse splayed out on the grass and by God I swear I can hear from that very same hedgerow a merry twittering and a whole lot of ribald hissing.