blankets, thick and warm
heavy with old purrs and sleepy comforts
places where I am expected
roof and hearth and fire on demand
digital forests of narrative
the scent of rosemary
galaxies of star dust, story dust, wonder
and fusion awe-everything
expectation that I will grow
and support when I wobble
audience-partners for art and
that certain quality of light
when it is honey-thick and gilds the world anew