He picks her up
And he strokes her
And he says – purr for me
She bristles
Hair on end
Giving him a flash of green
You’re wild he smiles
I’ll break you in
Fill out your bones

And he strokes her
Pet, showcat
And when she cries
He locks her out
And when she scratches
He wraps her up
In an embrace
That feels like drowning
In a bag
Nine times and forever

When she runs
He finds her
By her tag and tales
So she paces and retraces
And finds a path untrodden
And while he’s sleeping
She steps out
Into the night
Under the halogens
And she’s gone

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