Rain

The softest rain

upon us. O my love,

we are obscene,

in schizophrenic atmosphere

and paranoid, outstandingly alarmed

at everything. How to remedy silence

by way of its own

maladies?

Rain falling like silver droplets,

like the wet tears of the gods.

Rain as soft as you

when you are fearless in your fear,

courageously terrified.

10/17/2016

Richmond

after "Let Me In" by Marika Hackman

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