Hammock Under

hammock under

rain drops hitting

a blue tarp

branches reach

under the gentle lift
and fall and crinkle

is there a mouse on the line

after three am arrives
i'm finally sleepy

late morning next to the pinksters
on top of a cliff
watching it all bake
lightly salted

the night comes
again

with the night in it

pulsing as if

from a light on a house
in the distance