moon’s patch on the doorstep

won’t shape your shadow

now that afternoon’s been crushed

by the slam of metal into blood

cooling

go now darling go

your gaze a total wild of love

before the screendoor

closed, memories untouched

by the chase of metal into bone

again

and again we break

this started out as a challenge on critical poet but i couldn’t use the ten words offered … didn’t even mean to write this really but my heroangelcat was killed on the road a few weeks ago whilst coming to greet me from the car .. guess i needed to try and write something but this is nothing like a tribute … maybe that will come when i am free of selfish tears

i love you, Rusty