self-resolving threads

inkbrush drawing of night

hours before the moon busts

feathery down to earth,

ten million dreams

taking the shape of empty space

time to disappear,

flannel evening a rising tide

to dissolve the thin fortress

of today's Making Sense

lilting gently to sleep

everything rights itself

in the trade wind of Now

stone fireplace warms

an unperturbed cat

stretched, eyes closed to the flames