Night vigil

On my night vigil

The hibiscus gave me flowers,

Your name, g, to craft that place

Night swallowed the freaks

Two kookaburras, old friends

Remain belly-laughing at my love

You have not come

The night’s poetry

Creaking knees in the rain

My heart’s in a beautiful place

I love you, tho I look stupid

As I stand here, anyway

On my night vigil

Could the thought of you

Be a light for me, a name to say?