Domesticated

it rained all Sunday
the telephone never rang
and the cat watched birds
through the french windows
slipping purring
into his dreams
imagining himself
a leopard fierce
swift of eye
and red of claw
in sunnier climes
prey afoot
until upon
the Serengeti
a radiator gurgled
and frightened him
awake

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