Every so often I remember
that my husband is made of bone
and it offends me
in the same way
every time
you see
it’s the here-ness of him
that is important
in the way sky
is important
and my brain
curled up like a cat
hears about things like car accidents
which make it yawn
and go back to sleep
the future is safe
my cat brain tells itself
the sky
cannot
break.