Purring to draw you
In
The black cat whose
Eyes capture
The beguiling pattern
And four paws that pause
Before making a streak
Of this feline
Disappearing
Purring to draw you
In
The black cat whose
Eyes capture
The beguiling pattern
And four paws that pause
Before making a streak
Of this feline
Disappearing
About her neck
Had been plucked
From the skull
Of an empress
Disturbing her sleep
Of ages
She’d once kept
Entire villages in cages
So when it glimmered
And pulsed with runic
Hue she’d remove it
Fearing its malefic power
One day she misplaced
It and a giant rat in
Her apartment appeared
Wearing it but it didn’t faze
Her, he could only dodge
Her broom a tiny bit better
The wig you wore
Was it for adventure
Or were you on the
Lam
The twisted curls
And tawdry
Color
I made a note
That you were eating
Clams
The ketchup runny
The alley
Cold case connie
Feels funny
The vagrant heard nothing
Out of the alley ordinary
Is of course well hidden
There you need the razor de verite
To do your bidding
And if the goatee clings
The mower de tres reality de things