Nocturnal visitor

Nocturnal visitor

Who lives that life --
a furrowing creature.
Who gets tangled in
the curtain of sleep
and tugs on it
with the heartbeat of a baby.
Who lives that flustered life
of a wild invisibility
of unrecognized squeaking
and passed over scurrying.
A faint wake in the carpet,
its demands unintended
like a vase knocked over
by a ghostly wind.
The feral one, a toll of shadows,
hugging its tail.

----New title on March 7