the police are on their way

startled

by the cold air,

i realize

that i'm standing on the porch

reaching

for the daily news

with no pants

on,

just a thin

t-shirt

and underwear,

barefoot,

but the door has locked

behind

me

when the wind struck,

and now

what?

i see the dog in the window,

his face

pressed

against glass,

barking.