Cloud eye

Restless and cotton-white, a cloud turns
A whiskered cat staring down from eye

Over a spiked antenna of that neighbor
A picture of a ghostly vision of a feline.

How can it disappear from a viewpoint?
It is like cloud cat jumps wall to a finish

In the bushes, at the other side of tree.
It’s eye-hole stays but the rest of a cat

Has gone cat-silent and rubber-footed .
A cloud-eye is what remains of a ghost.