i buzzed through the window in a blaze of hope
maybe today would be the day
that i would be accepted
maybe today they wouldn’t swat me
or chase me with last months copy of the radio times
all i wanted was a friend
someone with which to spend some time
in companionable silence
i didn’t want much
just a friendly presence

i landed on the table
i assessed the situation

all was calm

perhaps today really would be the day
one human got up
moved closer to me
i rubbed my legs in anticipation of my new friend
but then it changed
i watched an arm move in a sweep
it descended
palm outstretched
SMACK
the hand connected with the table
but i was already long gone

maybe next time