4/23/17

i stretch
cat like
out
on your deck

purring

eying you
lazy
sleepy

spring sun
warming

the sky
a brilliant
cerulean

so close

i reach
to pull it
down

stretching
fingers up up

cutting
shadow silhouettes
across my face

the deck ceiling
peeling
a mustard yellow

i like it

almost as much
as i like
being here

sprawled out
eating
sunshine like

i paid good money
for that

you in your bathrobe
coffee in hand

and me,
on my back
squinting
up up

do you
think god
knows we
talk about
him

would he laugh
to hear
us

if i were god,
i would laugh

we are so small
we are so human

and
it is april

the sky is
blue
the ceiling
yellow

it is april
and i am
on my back
in the sun

it is april
and you are
so

unexpected

in your slippers
and morning scruff

and me,
grinning hard
because

it is april
and
the sky
is so close
today

funny

so is god

so are you