The Invisible Cat

THE INVISIBLE CAT he was out all night our tabby cat named tiger he’s beat – sleeping now i asked him very kindly, “where do you go all night, tig?” no answer, of course kitties eat then disappear no one knows just where they are so sleek and so slim any crack is wide enough how fascinating how strange to visualize – our tig slipping through into this alternate world known only to the feline i’ve often seen tig blank, staring off into space, his feet in motion, hunting in this paradise where no effort will recall