Night thoughts

Dance and disappear

Leaving traces of sensation through

My chest, arms, legs and throat.

Thoughts of this and that,

Past and future,

Shallow and deep concerns

Morning fears and evening fantasies.

And the truth of sleeping alone,

Living alone

Dying alone.

Breathing helps

Breath is a sign of life

Breath is a small gap and a chance

To wait and see

To live for what is,

Simply....