Words Watching While

The rain fell, fell
Persistently,
And the words would

Watch from windows,
Wondering.
There’s too much world,

Down to the cats
Held too often
In the lap’s lap.

Neighbor’s neighbor
Preaches a peace,
While mere neighbors

Preach a greater
Something, something
Points an arrow.

Wait, there’s still too
Much here, something
Needs to go, gone.

You could go, but
You’re not quite these
Words, no not quite.