Tell me

tell me about the rain

on a cold night blinds up

as it pit pit patters on the sill

 

tell me about the rain

soaking the sweater on your back

that’s been patched up so that it

craves the needle

even though it hurts

 

tell me about the rain

in your eyes running down your cheeks

racing to the finish line at your chin

holding out for a prize that won’t come

 

I see how you feel it

let it pierce through your soul until it’s running through your veins

While I sit fingering the cracks on my windowpane

 

my clothes are one

my eyes are dry

and my soul is parched

 

so tell me about the rain

c.b