a short walk through my small town at 2 AM.
amazed at the number of people still up watching TV.
a party in the neighborhood, folks on a third floor porch laughing quietly.
a calico cat frozen to see me in her domain.
a skunk crosses Main St in no hurry.
downtown, at the falls: i find i can see them in the dark, the full vision provided by sound and memory.
the party winding down when i got home.
my cats bemused, wondering where i’ve been this late, coming in sober footed and quiet.
Dark Matter 
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