december eleven
bone broth & diced chicken breast
chopped carrots & celery
garlic & black pepper
(not to mention)
a pint of winter ale or two
stovetop gives way to dining room
dark with registers closed
filtered light from streetside windows
accentuating cat’s repeated calls
pots & pans & single soup bowl
washed & stacked in strainer
strings & drums streaming midair
(not to mention)
feline sated temporarily
december two thousand seventeen
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Fortunate feline!
Indeed!
Quite the delectable cat poem!
thanks so much!