After the rain
Post downpour, we walk
like oystercatchers to avoid
the pavement's temporary seas.
Later, when reduced to rock pools,
cats from a nearby housing estate
will peer into them in the hope
of catching phantom sticklebacks,
small crabs. I will become
an oystercatcher in the evening;
tiptoeing across dunes of carpet,
carefully avoiding the uneasy tide
of your shadow.