Poetry

Wednesday 22 August 2018

Black cat mood

Black cat like a hole in the night
Blacker than pitch
Blacker than jet
Eyes I never will forget

Black cat in the Coal dark
Dusky as dust
In a shadowy park
Black will
Violent and still
Harmless and cold
Beyond the being, the non-being untold
Un-named thing
Anonymous wish
Lay out a milk dish
Out comes the pink tongue
Lapping up like an ocean
Laps the shore with its fish
Fingers

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