We animals discover the blender, the humidifier. The manuals

we kept in that drawer have been thrown away.

They were more like litter, these tri-lingual pamphlets,

but with them

gone 

we have a new kitchen with

new appliances.

We twitch in our sleep because we’re dreaming about being chased or chasing (give me your blonde pounding heart!) or our illuminated pelts

We light the kitchen, we light the forest with

twin fires, and us animals in pelts are taken

in dim light. This

is just a string of numbers or just a string.

But you knew that going in.