©2022 Michael Raven

i am divide
my hands tremble
passing through
fisheyed lens water:

last night i saw
circle line tiger grey
feral she came
to light at patio doors
i knew her feline form
in the night
sketched in shadow
winter light
this tilted threshold
on a swiftly turning
planet tumbling
through evernight

shaking, i called for witness
she danced along
the ghost
back into the dark