This time

Four years before its time
You would see its stalking,
It was just pussy cat’s fur.

You danced with darkness
In darkness corner where
Cat fur purred noiselessly.

Horned stalk won’t let go.
It is the  cat fur this time,
Turns out  harmless purr.

Stalker would come back
Next time  round for you
And  for cat in  darkness.

(Remembering Charles Buckowski’s poem 1990 special)

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