fragmented dust motes
upon your white windowsill
diffused by your breath

scatter in sunlight
drift within gentle backdrafts
to rest at cat's paws

swatting sciroccos,
intangible currents sift,
seep through bare floorboards

carry fine powder
upwards on backdrafts to land
at its origin
speaks only hushed whispers
seeks your breath's due attention.

-- j sheridan fenn c. 1997

Published by Jonah Sheridan Fenn

Nerd herder, word wrangler, working on the next chapter...

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