On A Starless Night

On a starless night,

I toss and turn.

The earth shakes, and

I fall out of bed.

I look out my window. The house

next door no longer

stands. It's lying like an old carpet

on the floor of the earth,

trampled by missiles, fat slippers

flying off legless feet.

I never knew my neighbors still had that small TV,

that old painting still hung on their walls,

their cat had kittens.