Splash


 

rain at an open window
like seconds drops,

ticks tocks 

in grey morning you upstairs
asleep in our freshly sheeted bed
white as cream cheese

you asleep among the accumulated stuff of us 
gathered in thousands of daybreaks of knowing

forget beginning forget end

rain
flutesound
lamplight
slate-spectacle of clouds 
self-shedding
slow
saturated
low
brimming

its dash against a raised window’s sill
with metronome certainty

splash!
.

Jim Culleny
7/13/17

 

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