Good Night Twisted and wrung out by the indifference of the day Peace comes now, dropping slow and graceful upon us, Unwinding furrowed creases and smoothing over the anxious jangling left in our ears. Rest settles along our intertwined bodies, its quiet, starry glitter and violet-blue swirls curve into every angle we share. Peppermint breath Sweet-salt skin kisses Cooling wax melts down into our bones, then turns solid, safe, certain, As drowsy darkness blinks and blinks again slowly into place. August 4, 2019