how’s the weather

you ask

how

is

the

weather

i realize this is

not so much a matter

of measure

nor a question of degree

the internal atmosphere is

typically unpredictable

and for considerable stretches

a mystery to me

at times

a fog

of uncertainty settles

so thick

on this well-known geography

i become a stranger

despite my commitments

and desires

to rely

on memory

tempests are

more likely on

blue sky sunny days

if only because

they are incongruent

with my own shade-throwing

shifty gaze