Lulled by the no–see-um’s song the grasses and I are yawning tilting our heads in the breezes falling off the day as if cocooned in imagined protection beneath a raccoon mama’s chin we sway…we sway…we sway the night to day …away and above us the grasshopper's song floats in swaths across the lavender universe (13.8 billion lightyears to bring to you) a light house sways across the gray trying to say... I love you