Elusive Cat

the own subject of a brute force

silver sped spoons array in a velvet case of constraint and poor bricks, oh you find such waste

of the meek commodoties of the weak cat's eyes

bow to strain in admirable tone

until suddenly you appear in front of home, rythym of spanning tones and resonating silverware, 8th kind

nothing as the cat's eyes dissapear strains to be seen in such elusiveness

odd concepts

resolutions too, into blue,

all the more used

One, two, wood clack waste

She gives a delibilating pout

of relief, and clout

as they go away, wary way

spectre into the sun

humanitiy's brink and humanity's bricks

to stop being a debilitation of the weak

A hall pass slip of a peek into the cloak

of dust from moats

transform galore