Poem 20141203

rain
and you and me sitting
next to each other on the couch
not worrying about the drains
and not worrying about the gutters
and not worrying about the sirens
and not worrying about driving
and not worrying about anything
the warmth of the two of us
hotter where we press together
almost unbearably hot

Poem 20141202

the child in the raincoat
waits at the curb
for the yellow-slickered crossing guard
to raise the red sign

she splashes through the puddles
kicking he feet up
and stomping them down
and makes it safely to the other side

sometimes, even on dark days
there’s a happy ending