Nights like these

When the dog won’t settle

Neither do I.

Outside the snow has melted

The world un-muted

New sounds brought to life.

Today I found a dollar bill in the backyard

Learned about a possible past life on board a famous sunken ship

And heard from my Grandma through a psychic named Ginny.

Tomorrow I will rip down the wind chime

Pull out staples from strangely painted hardwoods

Eat birthday cake.