The drizzle

The Drizzle

The tears come at an instant's notice

I barely have to think

of some ephemera some paper bag

some kid losing his prized balloon

the cat curled up on a lonely rooftop

the muppet monster being left behind

the lack of contact with my family

my long gone grandmother

my incarcerated brother

the rain as it drizzles with misery

the gutters pouring down the drain

to an unseen sewer

alive with life

eating itself alive in the dark and dreary

it takes nothing these days to make me teary

the question alone brings on the pain

and I can barely look another in the eye

without my choking

back the years of strife that plague my being

alive at all on a rock filled with horror

and timeless beauty

I can't see it for the water in my eyes