Like rain it comes
without thought
or trepidation
the trapeze
to contortionist
the cycle of clown parades
that burst
from the sky silo
like rain it comes
the drizzle
before and between
from behind the dark chambers
suffocated by thinking
the terse of the verse
given pause,
then reliquished
to dormancy.
suddenly storming
upon this morning,
like rain it comes.
