The moon shines in through my window.
Lighting up a spot on the floor,
Reminds me of an Edward Hopper painting.
I wake from my sleep to let my cat in once more.
My room is a safe space from the visiting dogs
who do not understand why the cat doesn't want to play.
He meows as he walks into my room.
I pick him up and place him on my bed.
He curls up on the old striped towel
And quickly falls asleep.
The neighbors across the street
Have a blue light shining by their door.
I have to sleep on my right side
To not be bothered by it.
While Christmas lights make everything better,
A blue light in the middle of the night isn't it.
I stare at the light on the floor
Before flipping over to face my sleeping cat.
At least someone's content, I think.
The darkness slows down time,
I fall back asleep quicker than I realize.