For a few hot days
wrestled with things
we didn't even understand
Then the rain came

It advanced rapidly on us
leaving the air humid and thick
leaving us with few words
able to share
The rain like thirst fell between us
and it consumed all
the lights failed
the music stopped playing
The rain fell...

A minstrel's caravan rides
the rainstorm's dark cloud
seeking a place to sleep
alarmed pigeons take flight
only to settle back into the fading light
had they consorted with...
I never understood

The rain left them
all behind here for me
to patch and tend
my furrowed brow
breaks the line of the poem
My brother left me here
to master my own fate
I lament my brother
Fair winds, ****** First Class
Fair winds