caught in the rain
in the back of my mind
it is pouring down rain
awakening me from my slumber
early sunday morning
I imagine the cat is clawing
at the front door
her spatial memory convinced
this is how it magically opens
in the back of my mind
there is thunder & lightning
electrifying my hippocampus
and bringing me to my feet
the cat is at the front door
incapable of comprehending
the shiny button next to the handle
is the key to the next life
april two thousand twenty-three
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