#NPM Day 2- Primal Need

#NationalPoetryMonth

Prompt: Pocket full of artifice

Clawing and scratching.

Licking at it.

Playing with it.

Chasing it.

Now coyly flaunting it up in the air.

Looking

back

at

it.

Resolutely.

With expectation.

Here comes the hand.

Fingers from top

to

bottom

with intentional R I G O R.

Returning to the middle.

Rubs in pattern.

Purs of approval

reverb throughout the palm.

Petting the kitten on summer nights.

A hot tail.