“Windows slammed shut; curtains drawn together, the pounding chaos of the world retreats into out-there.
Daggers of past pain blocked by layers of glass and fabric. The land of crazy-making finally dulled to a harmless roar.
Silly yammering from the TV spills out ironic normalcy.
A blanket’s softness wraps around, warming her like no lover ever did.
Dimmed lights issue a calm that settles, easing her pounding heart.
Sweet baby offers comfort, love, and purrs of content and companionship.
The time finally slows down to a repetitive, peaceful, tic; no longer spinning out of control.”