Stuck - Cat 1 - Rainbound
You become that dark shape stuck under the trampoline
Trapped by the stuff you detest, falling heavy from the sky
Your ears, despising it, say:
"What misofelinous deity dares to think
that this is an acceptable arrangement?"
I make the squeaky kissy noise
for getting a cat to look at you.
You yawn and hunch down for the duration,
because this appalling celestial offence
is undoubtedly my foolish human fault
for praying to the wrong God.