A Safe Place to Go
Words fly after me
and I run barefoot
beneath the hedge.
Girl the dog follows,
sensing trouble
then kittens in a crooked row
chasing tail.
Protected by fur,
though the air is heavy
under the sill.
Loud shouts question
dishes crash
and I run stumbling
’round the house
to the back door
up the stairs
dive deep into my closet
behind toys and books.
Engine roars,
gravel spits
he’s gone.
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Interesting interplay between humans and animals. The poem leaves me with questions!