.precious.

precious.

each morning early, i feed the cat.

a sachet with jelly.

packaging straight to the dustbin, outside.

dressed

in pyjamas i step the slate, feel the air, watch the sky

change.

swallow the bats whole.

later, when dressed, and booted, i smiles

at the bare foot print on the step.

during the day the others come foraging,

through the flap, what can I do?

first one is flimsy, timid

trespass. a shadow.

the other bruiser ; black bully.

bold, hissing wildly.

each evening, I feed the cat again.

take the package to the bin again.

one hundred words.

precious.

sbm.

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