Earl Grey


A fall & a whack
We are old
Waking cats
Stretch to the kitchen to see
An old china set
Your grandmother met
With a matching
Now smashed pot of tea.

We tidy the mess
A marital test
The feline is hiding away
We search & search
When we find she is perched
Professing it’s all a mistake.

The rain is loud & the
Cat quite proud
As she bats a sliver of bone
So we curl back to sleep as
I kiss your heartbeat
Blood pumping life into stone.