she had a black eye, and wouldn't tell me why

rain makes me change my mind
like
"that sounds good to eat"
maybe
orange chicken and rice
but
i get home
take off my wet jacket
and eat pretzels and yogurt.
or
i sing the rolling stones
on my bike
but
i get home
shake out my beard
and it's charlie parker
with a hendrix chaser.
and i remember
all the times that it has rained
and all the windows i've opened
to let in
the muddy fingerpaints
of god.
or
the times
that i forget
how old i am
and i close my eyes
and lie down on the earth
inhaling
all the times
at once.