made a house
of a man to squat in.
 I curled into the cold swoop
    of his rib cage. I was rocked to sleep
   by the creaky inhale and exhale of the
floorboards. Digging with dirty claws
to find momentary comfort in debris
and dust. I tucked my tail between the
pads of my front paws and slept there…


   Without rest, 
I dreamt of

nesting in
the nook of

entirely home.

       Attending            to the
            unconscious       rhythm;    
          a sigh… a snore… a heartbeat.
        Anywhere there is love, there
           are so many pillows, beds, and
           blankets filled perfectly with
         down feathers. You offer
        so many soft
         places to