Concatenations

Slipping into your jeans and putting on your shoes,
the ones you rescued from the rain last night.

Saying good morning to our dogs
as they stretch and anxiously hope
we’ll remember to feed them.

Urgently sharing stories about the dreams we had last night.
The ones we could remember, and those that are fleeting
before the details disappear.

All of these things are tethers,
keeping our home from drifting away.