The yellow eyed black cat <br /> <br />Slinks in after midnight <br /> <br />The bewitching hour <br /> <br />For the superstitious <br /> <br />He still questions who I am <br /> <br />I play to his reservation <br /> <br />Knowing soon he'll understand <br /> <br />And come curl up without hesitation <br /> <br />Nothing goes hungry or unloved <br /> <br />On my watch <br /> <br />Not even a yellow eyed black cat <br /> <br />Who crossed under a ladder <br /> <br />While I opened my umbrella indoors <br /> <br />And forgot to throw a pinch of salt <br /> <br />Over my shoulder while cooking tonight <br /> <br />Too close to the open flame <br /> <br />Buying not into the taboos <br /> <br />Long tattooed into collective thought <br /> <br />I cross my fingers, wish on stars <br /> <br />Hoping my luck has changed<br /><br />Susan Lacovara<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/superstition-12/
