The girl stood in front of the car screaming:
There was a thud,
and then nothing.
Her friend stared
as she shouted at the driver:
“Real nice M’am! Really, really nice!”
I looked behind me, to the cat in the road.
It was jumping and somersaulting spasmodically
In total silence
pirouetting in the air,
almost never touching the tarmac,
an acrobat of pain.
Not what you'd expect from a cat ran over.
But there he was,
Coiling and uncoiling at lunchtime.