Right now

With shaky hands,

she reaches for a cup of tea,

the spoon clanks, 

water splashes,

but stays safely aboard

the mug takes off,

finding flight 

dancing to and fro-

erratically, 

the rim reaches her icy lips, 

collisions deliver their warmth

vanilla and chamomile,

tickle nerve endings

a sleepy vision,

stretches its long spidery arms

she takes in a sip while inhaling flowery vapours,

clanking all the while,

In a second,

the cup is released,

back into flight,

turbulence resumes, 

coming in

for a landing,

bumpity bump-

settling safely,

onto the coffee table

well into late afternoon.