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.