10:23 pm

my window is closed
I can hear the cicadas
chirping loudly tonight
drowning out the usual
quiet of august evenings,
the rain this afternoon
startled the whole house
the dog ran from the bathroom
to the closet nonstop
for thirty minutes like
a spy trying to hide
darting from one 
dark space to the other,
my heart skipped a beat
during the brief moments
where I felt the house
sway out of place,
soon a night storm
will patter on the roof
as I fall asleep.