I lay on my bed drifting

In poetic play of everyday life

Poetry everywhere;

In a friendly crease that I want to keep on my sheet

The window pane that showcases the crimson setting sun

The familiar chill in the air

Neighborly chatter

Tinkering of the cans

A careful and delicate feline walk

The slurp of the mojito

The clinking of the ice cubes

The brush strokes on a portrait

The loops of  smoke blown through

The very edge of a cigarette bud

Glinting in the firelight

Virtue, to see beauty in the mundane

Fascinating how  

How we all see everything

And yet we see it differently