rain again
and the adoptive cat
was outside
in the rain by mistake
I have picked him up
to cuddle him dry
in an old orange baby blanket
left lying in the kitchen
for some reason or other
from another day
I am holding him
like a baby because
that is all I know
he settles back in my arms
looks at the ceiling
like this is all new
Laura McKee’s poems have appeared in various places in print and online, including The Interpreter’s House, The Rialto, Molly Bloom, Pouch, and anthologies including Mildly erotic Verse (Emma Press). She was a winner in The Guernsey International Poetry Competition. Contact her on Twitter: @Estlinin
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