Outside our Door

Found a place to call home.
It’s got broken shades
where the cat climbs through
and then back
(as though always wanting to share
something found
but then lost again.)
It has the sounds of life outside.
Sometimes feeling so close
that they could just crash right in
as though they lived here too
just another unseen roommate.
And that’s the way we like it
the city our neighbor
doesn’t have to be personal
we’ll take her any which way
as long as we’re both of one mind
that this place
will always be big enough
for the both of us.

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