you never really dry out
October 27, 2011
you stand there waiting for me
in the half dark hallway
perched on the step
holding the narrow door open
behind you all i can see
is the rain and dark clouds
roiling in the sky. why are we going out today?
is there not a better way
to get our errands done? but such foolish questions
drop slowly, gracefully
to the wooden floor
like ashes in the air
leaden and intricate. you walk ahead of me
your raincoat is soaked
my socks are wet
i can feel the rain
creeping up into my trousers
it rains alot this time of year
and you never really dry out. but the puddles are there
and the rain keeps pouring
and purring and hissing
as it falls,
and because it does
because it cannot care
or see the cars pass by
or the pathetic cats
twitch between drops
it is desolate, empty
uncaring and sovereign,
and because of all this
i walk with you
even in the rain.
in the half dark hallway
perched on the step
holding the narrow door open
behind you all i can see
is the rain and dark clouds
roiling in the sky. why are we going out today?
is there not a better way
to get our errands done? but such foolish questions
drop slowly, gracefully
to the wooden floor
like ashes in the air
leaden and intricate. you walk ahead of me
your raincoat is soaked
my socks are wet
i can feel the rain
creeping up into my trousers
it rains alot this time of year
and you never really dry out. but the puddles are there
and the rain keeps pouring
and purring and hissing
as it falls,
and because it does
because it cannot care
or see the cars pass by
or the pathetic cats
twitch between drops
it is desolate, empty
uncaring and sovereign,
and because of all this
i walk with you
even in the rain.
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