16 October 2016

Poem-A-Day #230 : Stray Cat

Stray Cat

I have felt not at home
and without

The universe is not a cold dead place

It is just cold
and mostly not alive

Our matter
coalesces around us
it speaks to us at night
in the sounds of houses settling

If I have a hand to hold
let it also be my own

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