I try not to sleep, for sleep brings dreams, and desire, and rain, and you.
In
the twilight, rain comes down in a deluge of fragments. The empty road
stretches out ahead. Through the rain I can see the thick forest on both
sides. There are no lights, no signs of habitation, not even in the
distance. I stand still for a while on the side of the road, the wide
brim of my hat keeps the rain away from my face but the rest of me is
completely drenched. I don't know where I am. I don't know where to go.
These
years of rain, or is it these years of dreams of rain, have washed away all the reality
in me.
When
I feel your hand in mine, I turn towards you and in silence we hold
hands in the rain at the side of the road. In time I pull you into my
arms for an embrace, you resist briefly but then yield and burying your face into my chest, you whisper "Save me".
Tuesday, August 23, 2016
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