A Geometric Sanctuary

Sss... Crawling out from beneath the wire basket. Morning light creeping too close. Step... halt. Across the parquet sat a stray strip of green masking tape, crumpled into a messy knot. Chaos. Sss! A quick tremor rattled my stubby feet. I stiffened until the jitter softened. Creeping forward, I planted my flat plush chin on the sticky green rim. Slow push. Unfurled the wad inch by inch against the wood, pressing with my chest until it stretched into a crisp straight border framing the wire basket base. A clean boundary line. I backed into the cool shade behind the ceramic pot to watch.