Lulling heads towards the frame
departure of a sunset, broached at the horizon 
casting shawls of cooling blues and greens 
laid down to rest, sinking 
as hearts rise
and the vapor of stars collect, reaching highs
colluding ions from a thousand years away

Here I am, 
a lucky antenna , bearing witness 
conducting wishes, sleepy and listless 
caught and carried away

were it so easy to forget 
the plight of us mice 
in the eyes of lions
still and humbled together 
under an unlimited sky:
a heat death experiment 
where all us churning parts 
may be silent in the coming hours