Night Moves

Sleeping in day-bed

Under heaps of blankets, just

Feels Dickensian.

Skat@2020

Shadorma #54 Whistle

I waken

To an eerie sound

From afar,

Only to

Discover, it’s coming from

My left nostril.

Skat@2020

The First Sound

Vehicle shoots past

Dissolving into silence—

Life in the country

Skat@2020

Sleeping In

He lies between us,

Stealing space, sharing my breath—

Boat-motor running

Skat@2020

Field Mouse of Dreams

Middle of the night,
Rodent’s stirring awakens–
My insomnia.

skat@2019