Fence

My cat probes

the weakness of the fence.

There was a time

when its wooden slates

fell and splintered.

Now the fence had gaps 

like an old man’s teeth.

With hammer and nails

and rudimentary carpenter skill,

I nailed in slates

and closed several holes 

with a wooden trellis.

There are still a few

small holes;

my neighbor’s garden 

has breeched the bottom.

My cat peers through those cracks

to next door’s yard,

musing 

if they have extra 

crickets

to hunt.

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