My New Pet

Outside my window

There is the sound of

Soft regular breaths

Home alone

I investigate

Even in daylight

It’s the wind

Soughing of course, but

No wind sounds like this

Except that which

Rushes in the lungs
Lifts up the belly 

Sighs out the mouth

Of some great invisible beast

Surrounding my home

Horror poetry,

What dreams am I

Invoking with you?

But perhaps it is

A gentle beast that

Surrounds to protect