Jake's Flea Market

the door out open

wind enters
blows through blood in tiny veins
through fur and tissue and organs and muscle
through places of fat and thin places   blows
around an arrangement of tiny bones
and exits

enters
and exits a tiny catskin bag

wind wears a catskin
coat the colour of smoke   scampers
like a leaf from the concrete
doorstep through the doorway   past
a pair of bare feet on white
linoleum up the beige
carpet on the stairs over the beige
carpet in the living room
the dining room over the white
linoleum in the kitchen   skids
to a stop at the top of the stairs

wind exits   the tiny catskin bag

i inhale

i exhale

wind enters the tiny catskin bag

two creatures   breathe each other