The waters have rumbled
for long. The shore slowly
succumbs to their seduction.

The sky holds their hand
and constantly begs them
to stay afloat. The ground
sucks them in as if it will
never see them again. And
the cat curling, twitching
its ears asleep under the bed
with pulsations quivering
its button cute nose,

does not notice it's sleeping
or the gentle strokes now
of my trembling hand.