Or Wait

 

Or Wait

 

Rain,

No, wait,
Maybe tears

Drip

From rusted gutters
Of greener eyes

Their constant sting
Is usually enough
To drive me insane,

Except

Tonight, they're almost
My friendly companions
As they swallow
The eerie calm of loneliness,

Almost

However ill-fitting,
It's just me and the rain,
Or maybe

Tears

Regardless,
They are

Or

Perhaps we're both
Ready to fail

No, wait,

Maybe fall

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