A cat can spot danger at an arm's length
she can tell from afar when the world tumbles
like little stones skipping over a pond, she anticipates the
fall
as she licks her paws and arches her back
waiting as the dart comes to her
comes over again
and disappears like it's never existed-
the cat knows who shoots at her with one blind eye
and turns the other towards where her black hairs land.
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