Below me, they
are circling
mouths open
teeth
glinting
in the watery light
A blunt nose
bumps my shin
then he is
turning and
re turning
Eyes dark, dilated
Bodies twitching, attuned
to every movement
The water is
warm enough I stir
it with my finger
Finally, aching, I bend
and place two bowls
on the kitchen floor then
I make my way upstairs
Where I know they
sated sedated
by Chicken & Tuna
will soon be ready
to circle me again
and sleep
(c) 2013, by Hannah Six
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