A black cat creeps softly in the calm night air
Tracking a faint rustling amongst the tall grass.
A lost bunny with a broken hind leg, forgotten
By mother and siblings.
And the cat crouches lower, slowing its breathing
As it prepares itself.
Look away, if you must. It’s almost over now.
But know that even if you do not watch,
The night still watches you.
Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 11:08 PM UTC
A black cat creeps softly in the calm night air
Tracking a faint rustling amongst the tall grass.
A lost bunny with a broken hind leg, forgotten
By mother and siblings.
And the cat crouches lower, slowing its breathing
As it prepares itself.
Look away, if you must. It’s almost over now.
But know that even if you do not watch,
The night still watches you.
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