I only heard
about the meteor shower after the fact.
He was wearing a black hat on the black couch.
This is a newly formed creation
this sound, right here in this room.
He tossed me the black hat.
There is no red like this
in nature I don’t think. Red
like this carpet with its gold
& it’s blue.
Must be something about that small
town or how well they’ve
known each other, brothers after all.
He stayed to drink and to look
somber. Oh nope, he is off to bed.
It is wall to wall slow songs.
A touch of the blues, barefoot
Canadian boys. Sweet
sweet apricot jam.