Cat Life

a poem by Dan Standing

Sounds of bones being shifted and cracked,
Skin prickles under growing fur.
My body twists while I contract,
The world gets bigger in a blur.

New appendage sprouts from spine.
A nail becomes a claw.
This long smooth tail is mine.
Teeth sharpening in my jaw.

It should hurt but it does not.
Sweat mattes new grown hair.
My body is aroused; hot.
I’m slowly losing any care.

Breasts shift along my shape,
Nipples dividing into six.
Four legs now perfect for escape.
Tongue rough and aches for licks.

I wished upon that falling bright,
For no responsibility or concern.
Now I’m a cat, hide marbled and light.
“Wording” a lesson too late to learn.