The night, sleepless and wet
Dribbled its insistence
Gathered on the ledge
Beyond the frame,
The sky blurred, blanketed
Precipitated
Dropped double jet
In mass
A disguise for unrest
Greyly downed
Duvets, pillows, empty sheeted
Space
It was beside me you should have slept;
Dry, free from rain
Unwatered,
The city’s only Saharan place