A dog howling
across the river
in the pines
birds rustling
through the trees.
If there is a god
then this is what he sees.
Soggy cornflakes
a room weeping by the window
a napkin around a woman's wrist
a stain on the refrigerator door.
A cat cries out in panic.
Scrambled eggs sliding off a table onto
the laminated floor.
The evening welcomes the coming
darkness
like the morning welcomes the sun.
A woman is standing at the back door
the kitchen light silhouetting her
patience.
Someone is walking up the gravel
pathway
with a letter and a broken heart.
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