As perfect as evenings get around here-

Twilight power yoga. Ungodly sweats & shakes. Afterwards- at the drive-thru, large iced Coke Zeroes on tap. Arrive home to find cats & a light breeze in the trees. Mongolian lamb over curried noodles on the kitchen stove. Undo yoga workout; eat while walking around the block. Stop to pet an old cat. Two deer graze on ivy- the sign reads, Deer Crossing. A door snaps shut; the grazing continues. Next to a soft paper lamp, contemplate doing some work. Turn on Puscifer. Book Cirque du Soleil tickets instead. Talk to Dustin, worlds away. Wonder what divinity had enough of a sense of humor to give the cat socks & a bib. Wrap up in a blanket, dream on.