Raining in Texas

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.