Winking Out

Happy to see you

Lay by your side

Tangle in your feet

Watch him stretch

Take his place

Sprawled on a window sill

When you get off the road

The litter stays fresher longer

Nothing gets broken

Hear his feet

Shake the house

Upset something

Everything ends broken

Spins off into something else

Comes to rest next to a particulate friend

Flew

A particularly pernicious virus

Rides me a roller coaster

The clattering of the track

Rotten teeth of the clown

Where the first light cowers

Chained to its own inquisition

Steeled to the knowing

No God need do something

Like this

We spin and that is all

Till we collide

We ricochet

There is no place

We won’t go tonight

I bought an A ticket

From the arms of a child

Hugs heal…

But if I could identify

Which particular little snowflake

Gave me this gift that keeps on

Giving

I’d hug her still

She might just need it

cold duck on ice