The tale of two kitties

One of my cats plays

in paper bags, cardboard boxes –

hiding,

circling,

looking for a way out

of a place he pranced into,

and a place

at one time

he wanted to be.

 

My other cat waits

for unknowing passers-by’s

naked heel

springing forth

from behind the recliner chair

to capture the opportune moment,

wrest away from life

the desired prize.

 

I wonder if I

could be like this fat cat,

pouncing,

claiming,

taking advantage

of knocked-on-doors,

lights not burned out

 

 

or if my choices,

like the other,

would leave me

trapped inside.

 

1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. TarekOfCairo
    Aug 04, 2012 @ 14:06:05

    Excellent metaphor .. I would rather be the one who gets trapped and fight back with honor …

    Reply

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