The cat stares at me and nods,
as though he knows exactly
what I mean, as though he holds
the key to everything.

She's on a mission to save me
from what she perceives
as the loneliness inherent in living
in a house on a hill in the woods,
so far away from town,
so far away from her
perception of loneliness, this living
in a house on a hill in the woods,
so far away, so very
far away.