I am a blonde
in a little black dress,
a floaty and flirty little black dress.
I am driving a bright red car.
On the passenger seat beside me
a small puma sits.
I don’t mention
that the car and I
are both aged, and looking it.
Nor that the grey-and-tawny cat
is actually a domestic
travelling in her carry-case to the vet.
We are remembering Peru
long, long ago. They bowed to us:
warrior princess and her fierce pet.
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