looking down

from the railway
embankment
cat on the shed roof

street cat

checking the map
curl of the street cat’s tail
against my shin

by the hedge

midnight cat
slopes on slippered pads
through moonshade

cat

the archbacked cat
purrs
beneath the car

What time do you call this?

The empty bus glows
in the early morning mist —
a cat, sneaking home