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Wet nose
against the windowpane, sight-stalking his feral rival. Dueling glares slice night, unmasking dark on dark as another cat. Eyes deny presence is possession— the barrier forbids battle. Ferocity frozen but implacable. One blink, one motion can lose all. |
Another occasion,
a hiss— a hackle— at need, a claw. Cold glass precludes such— summons forth all the craft all cunning— distilled cat intent on victory absolute. Then it’s done— the loser twitches, and is gone. The victor licks a casual paw, like nothing ever happened. |
Contest
from All-Too-Occasional Verses : poems, 1st ed., Dec. 2005.
1st web edition posted 1/17/2006
Published by Fleabonnet Press.
©
2005-2006 by Brian Kunde.