You treat my heart like a cat treats a mouse.
Pawing,
toying,
taking your own sweet time.
Until you pounce,
kill,
leave a partly eaten heart
in some corner.
Sweet, sickly purr.
Off again for another.
UNCOMMITTED
featured in the poetry forum September 28, 2020 :: 1 commentLover’s lament, mouse’s demise. Damn capricious cats. – mh clay