A poem about CATS ★★★★★

Cats, no less liquid than their shadows,
offer no angles to the wind.
They slip, diminished, neat through loopholes
less than themselves.

Will not be pinned to rules or routes for journeys.
Counter attack with non-resistance;
twist enticing through the curving fingers
and leave an angered empty fist.

They wait obsequious as darkness,
quick to retire, quick to return.
Admit no aim or ethics.
Flatter, with reservations.

Will not learn to answer to their names;
are seldom truly owned till shot or skinned.
Cats, no less liquid than their shadows,
offer no angles to the wind.

by A.S.J. Tessimond

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[stavroula2010]

bad quality

[trevskiman]

My favourite Cat poem, thanks!