Death In Review

The sun
slithers away behind the old house,
and the house isn’t there anymore,
it was gone last year.

Inside
the man sleeps and the
cat crawls over him in a great movement of death
as he is close,
as the house
had somehow found itself here
in this remote locus.

Why is no one else here?
the man thought.

What happened to me?
How will I explain this to my wife, that I
ended up here, in this house
all by myself?