Blinding white.
Almost hostile,
Stabbing my eyes,
I reach for the twisty thing.
Dust motes twinkle,
As I spread Mom's old quilt.
Tattered blue jeans, ripped, frayed,
Sewn together- look! It has pockets!
Comfort zones come,
At a comfortable pace.
Ginger peach turmeric tea,
Sipping tangerine neon sunsets.
Sure, the eclipse kissed the sun,
ate her whole.
Celestial travelers, clearing,
Solar systems, solar plexus.
Perfect alignments,
Orbits and conjunctions,
Oppositions and trines
Never still, never still.
