Y’know that cat is in your mind

one black galaxy swirling across your retina

rods popping and cones popping

as photons quiver

and nerve impulses like secret cats screeching in the darkness

to be split and compared and combined again and split again

in numbers unknowable by any sense except nonsense

and all the time this chemical or that chemical is excreted by some nameless neurone

only to be absorbed moments later by some other of the billion nameless neurones

and yet its momentary presence shaped the flow

cats chasing their own tails

cats chasing each other

cats fading into weariness and then nothing

domino cats

firework cats

a gigantic imprecise but yet resonant to some external reality impression of a CAT

drawn in electric pin pricks in your mind.