Nose the door open, cat.
Don’t let a screen or window stop you.
You lived small and quick,
One paw raised against the world.
An elephantine world so clumsy
It was sometimes cruel.
The night you left
The wind blew, and the rain came,
And the doors tapped their latches.
Then in the morning, soft under-feathers
Stuck in the bush outside.
Are you a bird now, cat?
Beatrice wants to know,
Where did you go?
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