this game of cat and mouse or that

it has come to a standstill

as those things do

or often will

there’s a laziness to july

that won’t go away on its own

and there is still

much to be done

we’re just waiting

on the sun

i wouldn’t say

that i have done wrong

or that it could have been worse

i mean

i’m sure

there’s something to be said

keeping silent

  takes nerve

you have to watch

to make sure

nobody gets hurt

 new shorts

new shirt

and the hair is pinned back

she cooked the lunch

she has tact

but there’s more to it

than that

my eyes close and

two beads of sweat find

  the back of my neck

but   llewelyn moss is still dead

which is not what i was led to expect

in this game of cat and mouse

         or that.