in and out of sunbath

the sun has laid its warm palm
on my hip, slides it slowly
dips over my tail, along
the straight rail of it
heading with my thoughts
towards the ice box

I hear splattering clops
rain patters the window
I half raise my chin
press back my second eyelids
see the kitten paw prints
of rain drops against glass
and the sun streaming through
unpeturbed by wet. funny day,
rain pushing in like that

1 Comment »

  1. annie said

    Nice poem.

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