In the arms of a cat

Trapped


stella luna 
the bat had
the misfortune,
perhaps, of meeting
a slyly, beguiling,
very black cat. 
the cat was a
trickster, a regular
sleeket, a beastie
who held her
so tightly and
firm she didn’t
dare squirm!


For the Record,
This day came in sunny and chilly.

All hands begging for peace and horrified by the crimes against humanity