The Reminder-ers

wind tickles palm fronds
it only sounds like rain
frogs belch and mosquitos buzz
me, draped across the table like an offering

waxing crescent watches over
proffering tides of love and support
knowing how They intend to call
yes, she sees how They will come

twinkling perforations dazzle a dark summer sky
tinkering with perceptual reality
niggling at complacent tendencies
oh, mischievous Reminder Beings