My Cat is Trying to Kill Me

My cat is trying to kill me –

He dissects small mammals with laboratory precision, leaving carefully chosen organs in easy sight as a morning warning to me…

My cat is trying to kill me –

He feigns curled-up contentment, then streaks to where my foot is justabouttofall

(if the shock doesn’t get her, the tumble will…)

 

My cat is trying to kill me –

He jumps onto the forbidden table as I pass, to add his germs to my next meal.

 

My cat is trying to kill me –

He weaves a snug figure of eight to manacle my busy-cooking ankles.

 

My cat is trying to kill me –

He stalks me on the stairs,

Waiting for a slip-up…

 

My cat is trying to kill me –

He enters my cosy room, deliberately leaving the door ajar

(the icy draught will slowly swallow her)

 

My cat is trying to kill me.

 

Or maybe it’s love.

© Charlotte Oliver 2017