In The Old Air By His Rocker, A Silent Trapeze Of Thought Suspends An Aging Man. Each Movement As Of The Katydid Droning - A Monologue With The Past; A Buzz Escaping Across Still, Warm Air. Elsewhere, Cicadas Whittle About The Octogenarian Heat. Nestled Quietly, A Supine Stare Erodes Both Time & Place Unto Bearded Grey - Nuances Clasped In A Breathless Chat With Death.