Toast hardens/ Beneath the open windows above the sink-
    Grandy’s heirloom kitchen cutlery and
    countertop dishes wait in rest for another wash.
    Rain falls; worms travel; birds nest.  

    …and then/ and then/ and then…  

    This early summer day settles down against
    tomato -plant thunder.
    God, does He read before he sleeps?
    And like me, is His neck tired, too.

Light fades/Outside, night stretches across the horizon.