Cat at Prayer
And what is more delightful
than a sleek young cat
sitting on a window sill
gently licking her tiny wrists,
her cushioned toes,
her crescent eyes narrowing
into slits of conspiracy
as she slowly turns
and looks out the window
at a bird high in the sky,
a small dot of brown
in an ocean of blue,
and she softly rumbles,
- come closer and I'll rip
your flesh to death
and lay you
at my master's feet,
a gift of love -
and rolling over,
she takes a nap.
than a sleek young cat
sitting on a window sill
gently licking her tiny wrists,
her cushioned toes,
her crescent eyes narrowing
into slits of conspiracy
as she slowly turns
and looks out the window
at a bird high in the sky,
a small dot of brown
in an ocean of blue,
and she softly rumbles,
- come closer and I'll rip
your flesh to death
and lay you
at my master's feet,
a gift of love -
and rolling over,
she takes a nap.
Volume 2, Issue 7, Posted 5:20 AM, 03.30.2010