Perch

It rains it best despite my perch

Sopped in sandy soot and stewed

With sweetness of the sky

But who knows why

It rains it by as anyone can tell

So clean and rudiment

But how do i tell?

I perch a peace

It is dry

While out there...

Out there is sped

It rains it speed with tropical reasonings

Puncturing me outside

But holding me by passage

Thin as the simmering of an aurora

That touches down the pavement inches--no. 

Immanence away

It rains it warm as velvet indigo

And runs me through even though i'm cold

For feeling warm as this night unfolds

For feeling close with no rewards