reaching out and prodding
in a gentle, pushy way
make them see my side of things
at once
rain in the world again
dusting off my rainboots
then I’ll leave the war room
just the same
Tag: rain
poem: somewhat warmed up
somewhat warmed up
as the rain comes down
taking up a cold seat
right below downtown
noises of a loving fight
drift from down the hall
pick it up and let it fall
that’s all
poem: watching for rain
watching for rain
puddling in pot holes
waiting to take out
a foot
or a wheel
and change the whole course
of your day
poem: turn off the noise
turn off the noise
my poise is broken
sweating through the night
right through the sheets
anxiety attacking me
pensive ambiguity
heading out into the cold, grey rain
poem: arcane secrets discussed in hushed tones
arcane secrets discussed in hushed tones
rain patters down on the window
new new religion, a sudden dispersal
of objects and posters and memes
wondering, well, “what the fuck?”
poem: back on the train while the rain keeps on falling
back on the train while the rain keeps on falling
burning desire in back of my throat
a scratchy inflamed sort of bubbling sensation
struggling to name it as I start to choke
blow out the bullshit and call out the bosses
this is just one, then another
sketch: waiting for the rain
