KEEPING HOUSE
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:40pm
My House is My Galaxy —
all the dust, stars
all the cat hairs
the filaments of life
It is lit up
by a future Sun
on the outskirts
of My Dream
& as I clean
I think of infinity
I like this as written, but when I first read it, i read the last word as mutiny, which I actually liked a bit better.