I need a cat, a shape shifter
Sleek in the night, stalking my toes
I need to feel in danger of the pounce
Anticipate the fluffy acupuncture assault
Then the soft recompense, the rhythmic purr
Sound of engine running in a furry chassis
Curl of warm belly around my hand,
Snugly trusting.
I want a cat, a ballet dancer
Graceful gymnast, lissome acrobat
How the hell did she get way up there?
And she’s so pleased with herself.
Twinkling cabochon peridot eyes
Ancestral spirit homes, divining the future
Seeing worlds to which my dull human sight
Remains insensible.
I long for the feline trip-me-up
The periscope tail strutting around
The up yours attitude, possessive head ****
Tail in my face, weaving round ankles
**** plonked on the page I’m reading
Voice of a cranky, unmelodic angel
The regal pride at the table trespass
Gifted bug at my feet.
I need a cat with a jealous streak
Wise to my other feline indiscretions
The accusatory looks, and petulant shunning
I need to plead for mercy, to reassure
To bestow the favourite treat as consolation
I want the day long cuddle that follows
Punctuated by tiny acts of punishment
Put in my place.
I miss the chaos and the havoc
The ritual corruption of the Christmas tree
Random bursts of ecstatic craziness
Thunderous houseruns in the wee hours
I need the smooching when I’m melancholy
The comfort of determined, kneading paws
The little upturned face searching mine, in
Uncanny empathy.
I need the kitty litter, and the up chuck
The inelegant realities, however gross
Little things that bond two simpatico souls
Aren’t always so glamourous
I need the mythic vision and the everyday plain
Extraordinary archetype and simply dear kitty
Faerytale heroics, **** In Boots, “Memory”,
Alleycat blues.
I’m a cat lady in the making
A cat lady-in-waiting
I need a cat
I need a cat
I need a cat.
Aug 14, 2018
Aug 14, 2018 at 9:04 PM UTC
I need a cat, a shape shifter
Sleek in the night, stalking my toes
I need to feel in danger of the pounce
Anticipate the fluffy acupuncture assault
Then the soft recompense, the rhythmic purr
Sound of engine running in a furry chassis
Curl of warm belly around my hand,
Snugly trusting.
I want a cat, a ballet dancer
Graceful gymnast, lissome acrobat
How the hell did she get way up there?
And she’s so pleased with herself.
Twinkling cabochon peridot eyes
Ancestral spirit homes, divining the future
Seeing worlds to which my dull human sight
Remains insensible.
I long for the feline trip-me-up
The periscope tail strutting around
The up yours attitude, possessive head ****
Tail in my face, weaving round ankles
**** plonked on the page I’m reading
Voice of a cranky, unmelodic angel
The regal pride at the table trespass
Gifted bug at my feet.
I need a cat with a jealous streak
Wise to my other feline indiscretions
The accusatory looks, and petulant shunning
I need to plead for mercy, to reassure
To bestow the favourite treat as consolation
I want the day long cuddle that follows
Punctuated by tiny acts of punishment
Put in my place.
I miss the chaos and the havoc
The ritual corruption of the Christmas tree
Random bursts of ecstatic craziness
Thunderous houseruns in the wee hours
I need the smooching when I’m melancholy
The comfort of determined, kneading paws
The little upturned face searching mine, in
Uncanny empathy.
I need the kitty litter, and the up chuck
The inelegant realities, however gross
Little things that bond two simpatico souls
Aren’t always so glamourous
I need the mythic vision and the everyday plain
Extraordinary archetype and simply dear kitty
Faerytale heroics, **** In Boots, “Memory”,
Alleycat blues.
I’m a cat lady in the making
A cat lady-in-waiting
I need a cat
I need a cat
I need a cat.
