COMMENT ON THE WEATHER
There are certain kinds of doctors
who refuse to say “cure”
because they are precise, and
like their patients, they are afraid.
It must be the same way
with some men and “marriage”
I myself am clumsy,
offering all that I have in one moment,
and then again and again
like a restaurant that has not updated
its menu: our soup of the day
has been deferred indefinitely.
(Not that demand is high, mind you.)
God damn these vignettes of rain
that can’t decide their own strength,
one false promise after another.