(vacation)

sometimes the brain needs to air out:
like laundry drying in the breezes of a warm day
not just shedding moisture
but acquiring, too,
the aromas of the world around it,
a sprinkle of pollen, or even a lady bug—
becoming not just dry but also a touch pad
for tiny spores or even wings
whose involvement may seem inconsequential to the task
of regaining its initial character
but nothing could be more essential to longevity
than the inadvertent adhesion of the thing itself and something new