Molecule

I was a small thing
before I was smashed together
by the inevitable processes that make this structure
I'm a tightly woven web
of attractions.

Teapot

Look, the tea is ready now
but it's too hot to drink.

Drip

All silent except.
She was a willow,
once an oak,
listened to the sound of the rest of her life
dripping
from a bag.

Dreams

There they were in the sleepy bed,
a groggy head
woke up and said,
"What was that?"
and it flew away.