The Box

08/08/2020 –  Poem a Day Compilation



The cat looked at the box.

It hadn’t been there the day before.

She looked at it from a distance,

Then circled it carefully,

Regarding it with suspicion,

Before approaching it

As if it might suddenly

Launch an attack on her.

She sniffed it,

Pulled away,

Then sniffed again.

The odour was new

But not unpleasant.

This was now her box.

She poked her head over the side,

(Examining, measuring)

And decided that, yes,

She would in fact fit

And stepped delicately in,

Barely making a sound,

Conforming her body to the box

Until the edges between box and cat

Were blurred to the point of

Being unable to tell where one ended

And the other began.