Rain
prittle prattle, prittle prattle
On the roof top above
Creates the sensation of a drowsy membrane
Or maybe it
tittle tattles, tittle tattles
As it hits the window
and waters the flowers on my window pane
My cat
purr, purr, purrs
Demanding my attention
Biting the pen I use to write
Meowing at me all the same
Breathe
in and out, in and out
My eyelids grow heavy
Perhaps ill sleep while it rains
–Katie Rose Waechter
