Slashed With Jet Trails

  The other day on the way to work the sky was pink and was slashed with jet trails. I imagined a huge cat trying to claw its way in. In honor of the beauty I wrote a haiku:

Early morning pink
Slashed with claw-marks - breaking through
Jet-trails in the sky

I imagine this is how the gerbils often feel as well:

 Quack!