Notes About The Poem
About my delightful rescue cat, Mooshka.
The Huntress
On my back in bed
with a book to read
while being gently mauled -
she digs into my breast.
The delicate skin breaks
under her needle pricks
red stains suffuse nightdress
while she purrs and kneads.
Expressing her content
to have me trapped at last
not moving round the house
ignoring her embrace.
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