"That's just like me in the car with balloons."

I went maundering

for a little silence 

     a little stillness

a little syrum

from dreaming.

I checked, the suds

are still warm and bubbly

still egregiously inviting

still sitting pretty

asking for me. 

I closed the curtains

like they all reminded

      they all stipulated

       they all imposed

with eyebrows.

She broke the skin

of supple flesh waiting

            hearts ceasing

feet walking

one way or another.