six kittens play at chase;
a frantic, frenzied game of tag.
they tear across the floor
as tho their tails
were set aflame.
then leap straight up
as tho there's no such thing as
gravity.
and spring off sideways
on their tiptoes
to escape from me.
moon batchelder
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