two cats and too much hitler; a daydream

maybe it’s
the sun
staying out
from behind
the clouds

or possibly
it’s the
three and a half
hours
slept
having an effect
on my
usually
faulty
wiring

possibly
it is just
you
bringing beauty
into my frame
of insular
ugliness

i don’t know
but the words
are screaming
today
as i drive
from building
to building
at this
creationism
museum

the guy
who had a
suspiciously
large collection
of books
on hitler

suspiciously
large

and not just
world war two
related
but rows of
biographies

so many
too many
or at least
an alarming
amount

he told me
every cat
from lion
to tabby
came from
the same two
cats

i nodded
politely
finished
my task
and laughed
immediately
upon leaving
as i imagined
you and i
wide eyed
surrounded
by a desperate
amount
of flawed
incomprehensible
sciencey sounding
stuff
under
crepe myrtles
in near
bloom

and the sun
was bright
above us
and your hand
rested
in mine
as the birds
tried
to warn us
about
improbable theories
halfheartedly
cobbled together
to sell
tickets

as i drive
from
building
to building
smiling
like an idiot
at just
the thought
of you

a couple hours
of sleep
spring in
the air
and your smile
guiding
me home.

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