specks of rain tap
on dark window;
tree branch lit
by streetlight swaying

we rest on shoulders
of night breeze, hemming,
hawing through hours,
wet air, open window

ego pulls this way,
that; shadows rock up,
down walls; ever stirs
our little pot of storm —

shame, pride, joy,
disappointment, shame,
pride, joy, tap, breeze,
disappointment, dark,

wet, shame, haw — soul
mixed into night, hem,
repeat; shadows rock up,
down walls, ever stirring