The Cat

December 10, 2007
All was silent,
A gentle breeze, caressing buildings,
The snow fell, coating the ground.
A light flickered on.

A black cat tip-toed.
Grazing the snow,
As if a ghost.
The cat disappeared,
The light flickered off.

The silence broke,
A trash can toppled.
The sound of rats everywhere,
The light flickered on.

A swift, clean, precise blow,
Silent stealthy, the black cat.
No squeal of pain, no shriek of terror,
Simply death.
The light flickered off.

Blood leaked,
As the cat sipped.
The sound of the cat disappeared,
The sound of the rat,
Dragged through the snow.
The light remained off.

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