2:14 AM

raindrops weep from my window

to the tempo of a heartbeat,

splatter on the sill,

& fall before my feet.

 

pitter patter, it goes...

 

the tranquil gleam of the moon

casts a velvet glow upon my wall;

an unbridled gale rattles the glass

& the raindrops continue to fall.

 

as they coalesce, a puddle grows...

 

my weary soul reflects in the dark
with palms pressed together tight,

confused & misty eyed,

seeking sanctuary in the light.

 

in its presence, i’m alright...

But drifting fog swallows the moon

as the chilly wind shifts direction;

i’m consumed by a wolfish darkness,

& mournfully abandon my reflection.

 

yet another wanderer lost to the night...

 

& so the wall no longer glows

& the puddle only grows...

 

am I drowning?

God only knows.