All cold night
blank skies
clear and pure.
Dog barks, you hear
extreme warning–
For the house next door.
Garage open
hot heat coming from the car.
In the street of houses
jammed together.
Kin gone on vacation
left the houose empty.
Mice hide in long grasses.
Not to be caught
on hard cement paths
paved last year–
quiet shadows roam
running up
side of tall trees–teeter–
under the soil roots
very old earth
weary of wear and tear–
X marks the spot
you watch it.
Zero on the computer clock.
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