When Paul sits outside at night
with dark spread everywhere
he pretends a window
keeps the bugs away from him.
He set a mirror against the south wall
at an angle to view the moon
to double the number
of reflections of the sun’s light.
Though we stay up all night
it needs to be minus six degrees
before dew forms
on the grass or our bodies.
The neighbor’s cat
is surprised and perplexed
to find us occupying the chair cushions
it likes to sleep on.
Paul posts an invitation
for the sun to rise over the Sandias
and delivery is guaranteed
by this morning.
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