someone
broke into
the house
it was
quite easy
really
considering
the already-torn
screen
and the
open, un-barred
windows
they tousled
up a couple
of rooms
made messes
but somehow
took nothing
no real
harm done
except
this now
unsettled
feeling
that we must
be more
careful now
make sure
all the doors
are locked
tuck away
the valuables
properly
and despite
my meditations
on attachment
my assertions
of what i could
live without
i remind myself
things get lost
things get stolen
things
are only
things
there is still
an anxiety
in my belly