Fish Tank Psalms

(ahhhh) A black book rests inside the nightstand drawer

Beside a glass tank

bubbling

on the floor

You grab your keys,

the heavy door

swings wide

Underneath the orange streetlights glow

Windows down, we let the cold air blow (hmmm)

You walked right out into the midnight rain

Then stepped back in and closed the door again

We watch the bubbles rising in the light (ahhhh)