Neptune is doing a roaring trade at the Zodiac Bar. Most every night booths crammed with strange cosmic couplings, the kind that crack the haze just the way he likes it. The room has been tilting and heaving with the constant choreography.

Evanescence
lifting the night air from the earth swirls
into cool air
thinner than my breath
undressing quickly I flew
to walk in the tendrils
between worlds seen and unsettled and the coming
of the new
shaking dreams from my night hair
tucking the stars in my eyes away
for another day

I find myself caught between worlds as my life transitions on new wings. Between my love of the quiet country life and the fresh excitement of the big busy city. Between solid old friends and the shiny new people I am crossing paths with daily now. Between my old familiar routine and the strange new path unfurling in front of my wide eyes.