Somber claws scratch the catwalk, carcass crawls forth from demise, eighth chance passed, on to the ninth. Crepuscule begins--impending blindness, onward journey continues--ambitious feline.

Somber claws scratch the catwalk, carcass crawls forth from demise, eighth chance passed, on to the ninth. Crepuscule begins--impending blindness, onward journey continues--ambitious feline.
This is such a short but immersive poem! Who is Pepper Boucher? I don’t know, but this poem was written well enough to draw me in.