Poetry: “The Kitten”

A while ago, I was very much wanting to adopt a kitten. So, I wrote about one.

Beneath my bed are two mirror eyes.
Wide and wider they grow. They pull me into thier hypnotic stare
Until they launch into my face!
The lithe body with trailing spine
whipping about!
Little fangs in my nose and claws in my hair.
The beast tumbles to its back. Flips, jumps, and rockets away
To a far corner
to hunt again.

“THE KITTEN” – BY REN