Feline

by sibyllene   Oct 12, 2011


Cats are the girls who stir their coffee
with a tiny straw and a flick of the tongue, who
sling themselves languidly
on velvet cushions or moss,
feigning sleep, whose
eyes will dart suddenly,
secretly, sharpening like claws,
when they see prey go by.

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  • 12 years ago

    by L

    Meow, that was what came to my mind when I started reading. I was picturing a part of a movie where the girl is stirring her coffee and spotting her prey. Pretty good write.