A bat flies so close
to your face that for a moment
you finally appreciate the
moon's desire for distance.
It's like, earlier today,
when I overheard a person
tell another person,
Don't get me started! & not
waiting long enough to say it
again. Don't get me started!
This is why I worry.
This is why I'm thankful
I've only heard
parrots learn how to say a name.
Otherwise, dusk
would start to sound like family.
& you know as well as I do,
there's only so many rooms
a home can have before
you have call it something new.
Please, take a picture.
It will last longer,
I'm not taunting you.
I'm only hoping
to give this weather a fighting
chance. Like it needs me.
Like you do.