the tall bed
it feels like coming aboard
stepping up on the high wooden box
then hoisting myself onto
this queen-sized raft of dream
with extra-long pillows
and billowing duvet
a good 4 feet off the floor
we set sail
into the short dark of summer
perforated by starshine
while Homestake’s white wave
curls in the distance
later
rosy mountain sunrise snow
gently announces
it’s another day now
time to disembark
and make those hazy dreams real
