cat in the construction site

cat in the construction site

weather like a hand

run through hair

awake at three

after being up till eight

reading and not

writing too well

two and a half weeks

of summer heat

like a flashlight

turned on and then off

and now this thinness

around my body

this veil of space

my housemate calls from downtown

and tells me today

his plans for the future

were turned upside-down

I talk to him

while standing on the lawn

reading the mail

an hour, oh

a lifetime of

yesterday reaching up

like a hand inside a glove