Cuttlebone and Cobwebs

Cohabitation

A cat's gently purring preening black paws,

silver-fish scurry across green tiled floors,

the small dog tightly rolled in a basket, meant for said cat,

his fulsome dreams too busy to worry about that (fact)

Large dogs, all bitches, sprawled on their rugs,

a moth flutters round the light past mugs

hanging from black painted, ancient pocked,beams

above them the bed where a partner dreams.

Kettle just boiled for a comforting drink.

illusive sleep condemns tired brain to think.

One cat's found a cushion, another an excellent warm place

alongside a snoring bitch oblivious to stolen space.

Flies are still buzzing, oldest canine gives a snore

wriggles, then twitching, stretches, she's asleep no more

and, she's noticed she's sharing a bed with a feline raider

it seems something drastic must be done about the invader,

there's a deal  of re-shuffling but the cats unperturbed,

she may now be the pillow, but she's undisturbed.

Re-fridge the mock butter, put back the cream cracker tin,

handle the door carefully so as not to make a din,

turn off the light leave the creatures to their dark,

creep up the stairs, hopefully to embark,

this time more successfully, on the purpose of hours blessed

with sleep, peaceful sleep, bringing much needed rest