Awake. For a while now.

Counting out callipers
between the
PUNCH-LIGHT

that chalks the bedroom in a Blitzlicht flash.
and
and
and
BOOM —- shaking the earth. rolling out thickly to the north.

Then it comes.
leeward slanting rain stings on windows
rattles in gutters
I can feel the thickness of it.
Pushing down in heavy trashcan chords.

The dog snuffles and shifts in minor annoyance. Which I am grateful for.
For a long while we are both still.
Passing through it.

Until
with a thrown switch quickness it all tapers off to slow
dripping
sweet
smells, and

Crickets!
Haven’t heard them give up thanks since last year!

I sleep soon amongst their busy legs.

Posted by Ian Miller

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