Old and wise,
The crooked tail
Remains.
The graying chin
And drooping whiskers;
Distinguished traits
Of wisdom won
In back-alley fights
Of perceived territories.
Marauder of Midnight;
Cascading
Silent
Panther-like
Across
Backyard jungles.
Pantomime-dancing with shadows
In the full moon's glow,
Like the cool
And refined blow
Of a Miles Davis
Solo.
Soft padded paws
Punctuate a 4/4 beat
Like Roach's snare,
Hanging like quiet thunder
In an empty sky.
Rhythmic heartbeats;
Steady, strong
Mingus-wild.
And caterwauling cries
Filling the dawn
With sweet alibis.
Quite handsome,
Still,
In his red collar,
As
The cat laughed jazz.
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