They roam like cats in the night
In no need of another meal
but with eyes to see
and time on their hands.
They are restless and satisfied.
And not three, but one,
for each is inclined
to think he’s the other
vibrant, silky
cat.
They roam like cats in the night
In no need of another meal
but with eyes to see
and time on their hands.
They are restless and satisfied.
And not three, but one,
for each is inclined
to think he’s the other
vibrant, silky
cat.
