TONIGHT

by Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Queen Bed 10:25pm

Tonight I’ll tell You

what I don’t hear:

the peepers & the waves

are closed out

by south windows shut

against a breeze too cool

— the north bathroom window is open

partially

but not a breath of sea

comes through

— an elderly cat, encouraged

to stay on Our Bed

& purr

has refused the invitation

All that’s left

is Hunter rattling

the spherical wire

inside His Jug

of night time protein drink

consumed