Catch Some Wide Eye

Cats Brawl Over Nothing At All


In the heat of the moment,
the sparkling bits of fur fly
tearing off the grins
and spitting at the moon
crying, howling, emitting
a raucous glow
that is summertime
in denial of the ice packs
gathered about the wound.
it shouldn’t be long now.
no, no, it shouldn’t be long.

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