you can hear the cicadas
you can feel the sun
it's warm and it's cold
glasses set out on the table
make the light sparkle and distort
and you can hear him outside
building that wall and that ditch
he really has no care for the cats
he wouldn't care if they were hit
you see him reading with
his pile of newspapers
at night
falling asleep
he's been joking about life insurance
and dying
maybe that will save us
he says