ordinary
this day.
It began at
Daybreak
Going on as
They all do
With rising temperatures
And clouds
And birds
Trees a highway
Cut straight
Through,
But in the middle
Of this day
Came, once
Upon a time
Like the plush
Soft of a woman's
Breast and thigh
An entrance of
A sort, a gateway
Velour, wet,
Plush, only a man
Could know
How velvet it became
As the river ran,
Skies opened up
Heavens angels
Sang.
And the rain
It came