The cat in the garage

I saw an orange tabby in my garage tonight

It scampered away as I turned on the light

I still can’t be sure if what I saw was real or imagined

Have I wished so hard for a friend the gods heard me and took pity on me?

Or have I lost it, mired in my own world apart from yours

Stuck in my head no better than the ostrich hiding from its fears

I’ll leave an open can of food on the doorstep

And let the gods decide