A Cat and a Fish

A spherical fish lenses larger And smaller with each turn that's swum. Size defying, the fish upon a plant stand Towers over a cubically curled cat. The cat sleeps inside a cardboard box Among dank fern era smells. Eye lids arise slantwise Like through louvers of a shade. The eyes close once again As though in slow motion ecstasy. Whiskers twitch and paws, taking turns, Knead dreamscape, Siberian turf. It is a lazy happiness, the cat has, Swaying nothing but a tail's end. Centered, the cat has no need To find a fourth flap out. But the bulgy eyed fish is held By the weight of water and of glass. (7/16/22)