Roof Drums

Painted parrots border the ceiling,
expensive rubber roof
drums under rain,
sweet smoke of pecan wood
rises and reflected flickerings
play shadow puppet on the Persian-
Iranian carpet.

Home has moved indoors
for a season,
at brightest noon maybe
a cup of tea at the covered pool,
Saturday we'll gain back that hour
that would've helped me
at the bank.

Elections, play-offs,
birthdays, pumpkins,
short calendar, long
blankets, hour by hour
the breath draws closer
to frost. We don't rub our hands
together just to pray,
but we do pray.