Cat

Be I jealous of the fear the nonsense the Wulf puts in you
But pity is off limits here
You put me in decent fear
I speed along the bowerpaths,
Through chokecherry scrub that wants me too…
It reaches out like Bedlam loons.
Cat call
Be I secretive to survive dog is lusting on my scent
I spray hard upon the bee hive, flies gather there, lay eggs inside
The Hunter breathes deep of my leavings, fly eggs fall in his pock-nose dents
The hive livens and hunts him down as I’ve sent
Be I willful with my manner, milk-full girls won’t make me crave
Be I small inside my stature unreasoned fear is what I’m after
Shrunken gut decides confusion bowerpaths
I won’t be swayed… less fly tricked and on me their eggs do lay
The air fall to the ground again
This cat falls and is falteringly human
Cat call
I have heard the she-cats calling compete and bark for my strut
I see Three Hunters now approaching
I can’t hide while she-cats sing
That boy he wants to be companioned but girls has got me in their rut…
Human feelings I can’t shut.
The air fall to the ground again
This cat falls and is falteringly human.