Toward Afternoon (Poem 141)

sloping sloping off the bed

watery flowers sliding down 

the window, lilac and gray 

and green slick as a baby 

in bathwater sloping and 

rolling toward morning like 

dead weight praying that 

they come alive again

when the gray seeps through

the blinds like water spreading 

in a pool of daybreak sloping

sloping toward afternoon

(c) 2013, by Hannah Six