flat cat

Flat

somebody drove

over the cat

flat

mortified

they stood shaken

clearly stirred

I reassured

them

not the cat

flat

they didn’t mean it

flat

and neither did

the cat

which lay there

flat

I reassured

once again

brief relief

adorned their face

I picked the cat

flat

up off the road

the driver stared

with pangs of guilt

the cat stared back

not

but flat

it was

and is

they drove away

I walked away

cat in arms

flat

to bury

perfect grave

beneath the hedge

not what neither me

nor the driver

nor of course the cat

had planned

that day.

©robertgreig2009