We are back here again back in bed
This space where a blue comforter makes waves
Where there are currents I will never understand.
A loud hum penetrates our house our walls the air.
What is that I ask the darkness but I already know.
It is our new pool and a malfunctioning pump
Operating on a continuous loop sucking water and
Circulating it in and out like a heart
This breathing kidney shaped organ sunken into our backyard.
But you answer drones in your sleep definitely drones
And I do nothing to correct you
Because I cannot do anything
Because I know you are right.
In your sleep they fly above you
Swarming your sky ready to strike.