Feline Audition Poem by Scott Easton


Feline Audition

Old fat rhythm and blues
sing your purr
rattled out, until our next quick love affair
wink at me temporary

Carry on
sentry, still trophy
indeed appreciated
so safe so sound
our nest

And you
before me awake await
sweet charmer, green eyes
powder room
good morning

Infinity trace
round feet i stand
win the part but still
each day
audition

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