Cuddly in Camo

Here comes rain on our roof!

It stays just long enough

to tickle me into writing this.

It stays just long enough

for everybody to get into

a pair of PJs (silk-cotton blend)

and then goes poof! At our best

we exude awesomeness. At our best

we are destined to turn pale

with the rest of humanity.

We are awesome and quick as

decomposing sticks at a trail’s

end. We bend dreams into circles

of green zone satire. We have

mahogany stuffed in our mahogany

ears. To all who are not us

we are sorry to say You’re welcome!

Nature thankfully adores a rumor!

A sunset! A glacier! Clouds

glimmer and cast inevitable

shadows off the groundswell

footrest. I remember you from

that time before we first met

when our eyes were wet

like summertime coasters

as we Ubered noiselessly

between pews. The aristocrats

are failing to panhandle via email.

One aristocrat is sleepily winding

through the face of another.