A shell made of epoxy and glass
fell off a shelf did not shatter
Rolling across a floor of rough-hewn boards
smelling sawmill fresh of vomit
landed behind the foot of a hand-carved settee
Mahogany and walnut carefully joined then forgotten,
Wisps of dust motes, cob web and dog hair woven into a fine mist
Disguising accidental booty
random encounters embraced by arachnid and mite
And then a Timberland boot, round, golden, masculine
wrapped around bone, veins, skin, muscle, tendon
kicks, stumbles, trips
the trickery of an elaborately beaded evening bag
glistening innocently under stacked pvc garden furniture
wedding banal
with exquisite
Damn! blushing
making impressions, too late to start over
a gift, a glimpse of wild poetry
cautious door
hinges oiled to discreetly widen the array
of invisible potential
to dazzle
