liminal space
as day tiptoes
from
East to West
frost on decking
one star dangles
as if attached to moon
by Henny’s lead
six star
constellation
reminds me of my thirst
breath
creates
visual cloud of interest
memory of yesterday’s rumble
flips a switch…
four fighter jet formation flew
in reverse of sun’s path
I left chair and cursor
for grass and sky
miraculous flight