(Morning was enough.) //
As abrupt muffling shadow,
It slightly thrills me, when
The sky grows dark around 1 pm.
A daily eclipse, the rain is
Welcome relief from
The sun’s blazing
Hot bulb, dampening down.
Wind-driven shush becomes droning
Comforter of water, the sound
And the element of a nap. Dream of
Starfish faces, jellyfish eyes, and
Whiskers of shrimp, seeing softly
Touched lace, skin or feather.
Rest,
But try not to sleep
Through dinner.