Wasps of Rain

This works

This works

This works

Oh so well

Making models

Making molds

I've made a mess

And I can tell

That out of habit

Out of shame

They look to the futures

That I can't face

And I've seen perfect

Wasps of rain

Clean and sting them

Into the dirt again

Now all is quiet

In the quiet yard

Except the angles

Except the yard

Discarded engines

And one dead bee

Are all that want

Anything from me

There's a function

Above the ground

That brings all

The dry things down

And every maker

And every game

Will be measured

By the wasps of rain