Tired Days

I have been too long away!  The spammers stuck by me though and as I cleaned out the spam folder I found that I am now very popular with the Russians and I can purchase false ID for Albania.

would you not burst upon my sky
pushing me down with gravity
intense as a desk lamp
laser focused

no, fall like soft rain
seep into dry skin
firefly flickers
seen at the edge of vision

these are tired days
and startle easily
darting for cover
when change comes

rather sing quietly
as the night bird
gentle the wild things
curled in their burrows

I will tuck my head under my wing
while the moon watches over
the clock winding down
to the rhythm of cricket chirps