Clandestine kisses in the pizza aisle
eating great dark heart-shaped almonds without worry
like I can’t anymore
fires
so many fires
outside my window
and down the street
on cold dark drenched nights
smoke and steam rising into the spangled sky
shivering with the chill and being wrapped in downy warmth and spirited away despite objections
there was a child
a little monkey spirit
blonde-haired
I can’t recall the setting
and then sitting in the passenger seat
as the car accelerates down the soggy untouched hillside
on the clearing crisp morning
and rain
there was so much rain
it was all rainy
with the music of it filtering through the tall trees
and foggy clouds of it
prowling everywhere
like fleets of ships
from times gone past