Mower

rattle of ceiling fan on high speed

hammering of stakes metal to metal

squeak of my chair

click of mouse

snap tap of keys

birds in trees

chip chip

craw craw

audience roar of distant waves

there they are the clacking of palm fronds tapping in the breeze

me sucking my teeth

a plane moving past bowling from north to south

a thunk from our wrap-around neighbor’s property

back to dragging a heavy flat with jangling chains

across the bare dirt next-door

grinding of tires on gravel

backhoe deep metal clank

another mower stereo mowers

the sound of gooseneck light shuddering as I jiggle my leg on the floor

does the light make a sound?

the garage downstairs worrying

the sound of me waiting for the mail carrier to pick up

Sally’s birthday card and lower the flag of the mailbox

beating the odds to Georgia by Wednesday