Habitant 

More cloud than wind
this day a gasp lays
down under still flat
rain smattered skies 

as air nearly drained
weary on benevolence
again is just how it is 

acquiesced migratorily
so under dormant thoughts
amidst bygone yellow 

bowed while I pretend
not through much effort
as sole loose thatch
feels almost together 

mild after disclosure
fallen off time's pace
without permission left 

for its own lone passing
motion ever brought
of change, which is all.