I am alone before the cold slick window
open in the rain.
I smell the wet roads
and hear the poke-tapping of
the shower through the screen.
Not a peaceful sound but
a desolate depressing noise
that dampens not only the grass but my spirits.
A faint gray light sheens on my face
through the dim square of the window
in the cloudy darkness of the day.
All is cold and isolated
as my heart,
as the day,
is buzzing dully.
-----What?! A two-in-one?!-----
shine liquid sorrow
drop from thick tangled eyelash
in painful release
love to all,Melissa!