For Ashlee

Another night
another fright
in the hour without witnesses
where, in the hot breath pillow indentation
do your dreams go?
bits and pieces, what we wore
a letter to Father Christmas
a favourite walk on the dust dirt road
blinked out
blinked in, under stars
swallowed down, the First Picture Book of Poetry
as the nausea creeps closer
the puppet show monster
the world through the wrong side of a daylight telescope