Rain

I hear your voice
From the distance
Echoes from the downtown mess
Covered with ticking of raindrops

The sky is grey or brown
No source of light
The light is spread all across the space around
Like a thin veil

And I'm standing in the middle of the street
Maybe torn
Maybe naked
Maybe broken

And big thunder flies around
Shaking walls
Glistening
In the rain

There are white and blue lines
Rising from the walls
Sizzling around my head
Whirling around

The angel statue on the house's front
Smiling, moving, waving at me
And the rain
Again the rain

Melting pathways and the tears and the footsteps
The water creating sound that gives you shakes

The rain
That won't ever stop.