my cat works at night

My cat works at night,

same as me. He’s there

when I leave tho and

home first, asleep

on the chair, or floor,

same spot he occupied

before I left

to go.

 

I know:

I’ve only his word

that he works but,

if so I think

it must be hard –

some say, a security

guard. I caught

him once

 

flashing his suit

in the looking

glass: our eyes met

for a split

second. My cat

is reticent. When I think

of it I don’t think

that I trust him

 

at all. This

morning for instance

I caught him

rummaging

my drawers,

fingering

my coin, and

pondering my card.

 

9/2015

2 thoughts on “my cat works at night”

  1. Grazie amico.
    Yes, ‘ponder’: made use of 2 meanings – weighing the card literally; and considering. glad you think it’s ok: wasn’t going to bother with this piece of nonsense

  2. Much enjoyed, Marco, and great to see the word ‘looking glass’ getting an outing, the end stanzas being my favourite, that ‘flashing his suit’…’pondering my card’…’ponder’ also not getting much of an outing these days either….

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