Monday, October 10, 2005
in the outside world
today he let me go outside
the balcony he calls it
i like to put my paws up on the railing
and slip around a fuchsia pot
that hovers near the edge
I know his sound for no
but in cat-tongue it sounds
like the word for butterfly
so I pounce happily after it
yet i never stray too far
wanting to play
not wanting to fall
i am still a kitten after all
the balcony he calls it
i like to put my paws up on the railing
and slip around a fuchsia pot
that hovers near the edge
I know his sound for no
but in cat-tongue it sounds
like the word for butterfly
so I pounce happily after it
yet i never stray too far
wanting to play
not wanting to fall
i am still a kitten after all