The cat sits outside

In the dark

By the door

Looking at me.

I call her in

She ignores me

Her head starts to move

But not to come in.

She’s watching a moth

She’s sitting on the pavement

As cars drive by

Calmly watching

Flitting moths.

I shut the door

Give up

She’s happy.

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