Thank you for keeping the rain
to your self so that my hands
can remain outside my pockets.
We have developed an understanding,
you and I, a series of idioms in the form
of steps repeated morning after morning
after afternoon. Even though you let
the wind come through, I know what
you have had to do to leave my side
of the mountain free from precipitation.
Would you send me a synonym on this
yellow leaf shaking breeze? A sheaf for
a sheaf, it feels like the kind of deal
we made when you let those coyotes
fail to eat my dog. Just send a marmot
with your signature. And as long
as you keep up your umbrella
I will see you in an hour
when my son wakes up
from his dreams about you.
Roman Ryan 