Vigil

Jun 28, 2007 05:33

Ruminating on the spirits of animals,
I step out of the car
and find myself awash in your scent.

I bet they sit by their bodies on dark roads,
considering
the fragility of all existence
while they wait for dawn
and the opening of the door
between the worlds.

A black cat steps into the night,
dispersing in the dark into everything
until only a pair of yellow-green eyes
stare thoughtfully into the distance
until, like a comet's tail,
they too flow away
and into everything.
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