The Strangest of Days

 
The morning my clothes disappeared
the cat raced off in a huff
and the dogs were whining to be fed
I heard strangers in the parlor
sensed a sickly perfume on the stairs
I reached out for my cane
but it was no longer there
Turning to my oldest friend
I smiled by the hallway mirror
but no-one
smiled back
at me
only a hand upon my shoulder
stronger than a lifetime
and the voices growing louder
in my head