Courage and the Cat
From Memories of an Eccentric Man
I awoke this morning
From a sound sleep
Afraid…
I don’t know why,
But I am afraid.
I finish off a stale beer by the bed,
Light a cigarette…
Stumble across my room,
Stepping over clothes…
Shoes, and god only knows what.
I look out my window,
and something catches my eye
a shadow lurking…under a street light
It’s a cat! I said to myself.
Pacing in circles underneath the light
It’s very dark outside
What the hell is he doing
Perhaps he cannot sleep
Or perhaps he is scared like me
He feels safe, under that light
But he is not like me…
I’m the one, that is hiding inside.
Antony King 2018
About the Creator
Antony King
Antony King, a published poet from Eastern Kentucky. His work can be found in SpillWords, Rye Whiskey Review, and piker press to name a few. His books are available at B&N.com and Amazon.com
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