No Stars Tonight
On the hot night
of a muggy day
I take a shower
with the door open.
Not to live dangerously
but because laze
helps me live. Mostly
I'd like to live less
like the drain in the sink,
and do my chewing
more quietly.
I drip the hall's length
into the hour of sheep
and take my place
among inaudibles.
I like the lonely lick
of the sheets, where for
a moment the pain
in my side helps me
forget the pain
in my knees.
On the hot night
of a muggy day
I take a shower
with the door open.
Not to live dangerously
but because laze
helps me live. Mostly
I'd like to live less
like the drain in the sink,
and do my chewing
more quietly.
I drip the hall's length
into the hour of sheep
and take my place
among inaudibles.
I like the lonely lick
of the sheets, where for
a moment the pain
in my side helps me
forget the pain
in my knees.
