Feline Fandango by unkonw

Feline Fandango

Let's lick our lips together, side by side -
I kiss, you kiss,
Purrrr-fect.

Like lissom sheets of rippling light,
Steel-tendoned, creeping-toed on arched hams,
Stalkers of poetry,
Dance-floor heavies disdainful, gulp-centred to their very bowels of being,
Cats ruminwait for their own wise conclusions
Where grey meets clear and nothing begins,
Pursed feet in tidy smiles and skirts drawn round in neat
Periods,
Stop!

With skin-full satisfaction wiped across their faces
Cats carry their pride in bellyachefuls,
The Mr.Razors of the neighbourhood sharpening their claws
On epithets and hard currency,
Chatting only to their own wise God,
Who of course treats them as equals......

The Earth nudges a fault
And cats run in like mangy turds,
Skulk-eyed slithering, full of guilt,
Venomous at the turn of a name,
Haughty, indifferent, bad-tempered,
Noisy like banshees on perma-wail.......

.......and yet tomorrow smooth-tongued they'll sigh their way through a leap,
Flick up to a jump indolently
As if for small boys' scratches, not worth a penny,
Nod onto grass,
Bounce to a butterfly or piece of string,
Dive, somersault, chase as though their brains
Were tied to their motion.

We lead them on and laugh ,
But the cat is the one that walks away.

-unkonw -

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