Mon

Early mon in the crack of dawn. The weather mild, the moon yawns and the battering wind now cemetery quiet. The human walked the beat with minimal tweets.

A feline and fox, social distancing trotted by. Huffs, words fluttered the sphere. It was these two chaps expressing their agro, so crystal clear.

Feline said
“Fam, can you let me live.”

Fox said
“Bro, I just wanna play yo!”

Feline said
“Aye, well, I don’t. Mans bare hungry and on the nibble trail.”

Fox said
“Fam, we could do it together?”

Feline said
“Bro, nuh fam, this is the solitary steez and no duality please.”

Fox said
“Aight, aight, I gatchu. Are you sure though, I am hungry too?”

Feline said
“Yep and you have a good one too.”

Fox said
“These felines are long man.”

The human left them, to his cave in the city hills.