26. I Slept in the Cave That Night
I Slept in the Cave That Night
I knew by now no one was coming to look for me.
If I listened carefully, I could hear the music,
the sound of divine feet dancing with my brothers
as my sisters played a myriad of songs.
The sound was faint compared to
the drip drip drip of the water from the cave
but somehow it still lulled me to sleep.
I dreamed of disquieting things: eels,
my father’s thunderous face, and my brothers
and sisters laughing at my expense.
I tossed and turned on the hard rock floor
until finally my eyes snapped open.
And then I saw them.
A pair of feet
standing before me
close to where I slept.
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