Two fields away I saw a cat walking.
Devil may care, wind blowing through his hair
Prowling among the cold crisp air.
Two fields away I heard a bird squawking
It’s flightless wings were mangled
In a thorn bush it was tangled
Struggling madly
Awaiting the final coup de grace
of feline teeth and feline claw
2/5/24
Chuck Waagen and Steve Lamely.