rain rain go away
pound the pulse, flip the switch, eat the letterhead and forcefeed the collective need
for the speed of sound and the drip of devlish
egged sized eyeballs laced with nothing but sight
and the sight of flight, flying off the handle and the handle on the grip
on the hold of reality that is nothing but reality-bits assorted
in an edible arrangement. enough to be devoured. to be rehearsed and showered
with praise, adoration and rain.
and the rain, the shine, the snow the slither of the silver sliver
of curtains of moon
the beams of reams of reeling paper
and poetry that once meant moon.
let the rain drizzle me back to the creasing crinkle of my
nose wrinkles. let the rain aim me straight at my straight and narrow
shallow and shady space
the one where i’m safe from the rain. the one where the rain is safe from me. for me.