Anonymous
Karyn Indursky
Escaping enclosing hands
reaching down to grab
and carry for petting
by mere seconds
he's chest fallen,
but determined to
try until at last that
kitten is his.
Looking at her lying
in a silver pot
with soil scattered
upon her when
she took herself
and rubbed, played, embraced
particles of dirtiness,
but when he lurks
above her by mere inches
she dashes away
in the knick of time.
Rubbing against his legs
to get his attention
for petting, but,
just when he thinks he can hold it,
the kitten decides to
sprint before running
faster than even his
eleven year old legs can run
and trust me that's hard.
Hearing the kitten purring
from tender strokes upon their skin
and when the kitten seems calm
everything changes in a
blink of his brown eyes
because the kitten nibbles him
before wrapping it's legs
around his unarmored arm
for nibbling, licking, playing
until poor Zack surrenders.