it's raining in Texas.
my swimming suit sits at the bottom of my bag,
the swimming pool resonates with every droplet,
my brain is swimming with models of space debris
and micrometeroids light the atmosphere at night.
I'd eat crawfish if the gumbo weren't so good,
and drink red wine while reviewing perl code and
wondering if all of it won't overflow and join
the streams flowing down the gutters.
I'll hold that all inside and let the sparks
fly at night, connecting everything into
one cosmic understanding.