Shadow Cats
An elderly couple walks up the street on their way home. Each
A carrier bag in hand,
Their streetlight-cast shadows cast against the kerb
Look like two cats strolling in tandem; curbed
Until their invisible leashes strung out from the street lamps
At last peel them away into the dusk-gathering gloom,
A mere sinuous smear left on the tarred street...
...Before they reach the next inter-lamp la grange-like point
And the shadow cats, again,
Creep up from behind.
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