IN THE OPEN

A blacker cat walked the block 

on the far side

It’s tail tall and straight

A periscope

Peering above 

it’s quick-fluid glide

a Flicker whips the air

Head swivels

nerves twitch

Out - in - the - open

Is not its

favorite

place

Alley cats are just that way

Give them a long, dark, dirty canyon

Any day

And the rats?

Upon which they prey?

You don’t see them

on the sidewalks

Comin' out to play

And a cat's gotta

Go with the rats

Deeper thoughts 

run down 

my dark alley

   They run away

  Like it or not

      They just run away

And I can’t call

because

I got no say,

Anyway
...and besides,

Out - in - the - open

Is not my

favorite

place

too

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