Torrent

A late morning sleep is best applied upon half-waking to a thunderstorm
At which point, a window is to be opened not too close to the bed
And the rain is to be observed, aurally
As one drifts back into the most restful part of a long slumber
With dreams that might be remembered, with the half-awake
Rain, fully alive; the day won't break until you take yours
I won't break for anything today
With the boiling water, you'll make something for yourself
A stimulation, a habit, a memory
But it will drip slowly, into the jar
As the morning fades, so will the rain