Tom Cat

Some nights I want to roam like a

tom cat, prowling under the

split, moonlit clouds looking for

soft prey, girls easy to impress with a

good suit, a bit of cash, a sense of being

close to fame, that maybe being

just a bit dirty will get them closer.


But it’s too easy to debauch, and my

fervid fantasies spin off so many ways that I

slam the kitchen door, closing off the

night’s temptations and shutting my

tom cat behind double-glazing to

stare out at split, moonlit clouds,

silently miaowing, frustrated.

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  • stillight  On October 13, 2014 at 3:14 am

    Nice! The image, your word choices (good sounds to my ears); and I like the turn at the ending; the choice of a truer moonlight. Enjoyed this piece. “)

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