Black Cats

I’m puzzled.
You can see it in my face, can’t you?
Traditionally, black cats were lucky,
especially if they could be persuaded to
cross your path.
Now they’re unlucky.
No one wants them,
not even to cross their path.
So, you can see why I’m curious
as I wonder what happened
to bring about this change.
Did they, ever catlike,
decide not to co-operate
with the path crossing business
and turn tail to scarper
in the opposite direction?
Or maybe stand their ground
and snarl
and spit
and bare their teeth
like fearsome demons.
Perhaps that was it
or perhaps it must always
remain a puzzle,
a curiosity.


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