Saturday, July 7, 2018

courting the cat

Moving towards one another,
gingerly,
crawling across buckling crust
and ice bound for cracking,
hands and knees almost levitating,
barely making contact
with an earth too delicate for touching.

Senses primed for a ill-timed
movement or a gesture
that belies the underlying
violent intention.

One misstep—
causing a feline scamper,
claws skid over the
polished wooden floor,
down the hallway,
to find a retreat of
self-collection and
venture forth again.

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