Tempting the cosmos to cry out

like a child with a cut finger

the two of us take to the glancing rays

our only observer a disinterested cat

sharing expansive evening rays

at liberty to consider all eons

we could hear a dinosaur breathe

and should the Evil One appear

he will face the questioning of his existence

on our scrap of reclaimed land

 

now garden a-catching the last warming rays

you may never know 

when you're talking to a murderer

or if an actor out of script is 

a face painted on an egg-shell

well the two of us pay no heed just now

make no apology

for our moment in failing light