Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

The Great Escape

If Trouble saw you now,
there on the step,
fluffing your fur
with that nut in your mouth,
you wouldn’t be
there on the step,
fluffing your fur,
with that nut in your mouth.
You would be in Trouble now.
Dangling in his mouth,
your head
to one side,
limp
as a child of war.
Your hands would wave in the air
as you swung you from side to side
and your nut,
your prized possession,
would be lying
on the ground
still whole,
waiting
for another to come.