Good night,
says the ferret in the couch;
it’s been a good night
here in the seat cushions.
Good night,
says the cat in the closet;
it’s been a good night
here on the T-shirts.
Good night,
says the man on the couch in a T-shirt.
It’s been a good night
watching you both figure out new ways
to be here, using the same things
I do in new ways, turning the house
I see as a coop
into a grand palace,
a playground full of possibilities.
I’m the worst animal here, I guess,
except I can write this
while you’re sleeping, make
a Himalaya
out of a dust bunny
while telling myself
it’s OK that my ass
hasn’t left this couch all night
because I wrote this.
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