Ollie is upside-down
in the olive chair
chasing rabbits in
his sleep in the quiet
morning whirr of
the fan, coffee
steam rising from
my cup, Boo Radley
curled around my neck
like a fur-fringed coat
on the back of my chair,
Fitz hiding out under
the bed again
while I consider all
the fine porcelain
plates, these
place settings of past
destined to become
somebody’s mosaic
art piece of the
future
Common Threads 
What a great title, your mosaic of thoughts, the mosaic of living creatures in your home at the moment, and future art mosaics with that beautiful teacup. I love so much about this and can see the scene like a photograph.
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