Mike Puican
NIGHT IN PURGATORY
We step outside to awaken God’s mercy.
In four days the cat dies.
This path’s mistaken for a rope.
How did we become addicted?
The rain falls for 20 years.
The cat drinks from a bowl of marigolds.
An old man carries an armful of snakes. .
There are no flowers to cut your heart.
The path before you is mistaken for a rope.
Nothing’s the same.
A housefly is trapped in a fist.
Let’s hope the giant likes us.
