The Feral Feline From Phoenixville

The feral feline
From Phoenixville
Not a vegan
If you will
But a clawed pagan
Able to instill
Once, this warm day, again
An honest thrill
She causes to be mine

Ignoring plants
While sipping their summer sweat
Hearing birds
Owing us no debt
Obscurely cashing their chirps, my words
Life lived real holds no regret
But from compulsive herds
Who fret
Like regimented ants