Finally Rain!

My only friend...the rain!

Chased By The Shapes Of Your Fever Keeps On Moving The Sails

just wait
until the room is
spinning
put your arms
into my hands
the carnival is driven
from the rain
and colors
and your name
are all I
I can
think of
as usual,
but perhaps
it comes
as some surprise
in the waning hours
some rhythm
and some
flowers.

2 years coming in the headlights

something just beyond always shimmering,

just inside the well of a dream...

A Ritual Explanation

the lights are extinguished
the angels are ignited
the burning in the underground
is rising like a reverse rain
and driving rays
the perverse
without greediness,
or guile
quiet, bowed
somehow
without
you two
night.