The rain dampens expectations.

The rain dampens expectations.

Oily rainbows

Slip into the gutter

Everything is part of something

Disconnection

Is more than a rending

Of one thing from another

Washed away

To be replaced as easily.

I have looked,

Hunted high and low

Without favour.

There are voices

They whisper just below

The level of hearing

Dampened in snowfall.

Echoed in mountains

The rumble of thunder

Is acknowledgement

Of a shared secret.

Rivers carry the answers

Away

The rustle of leaves

The rattle of a key.

I have heard newborn babies cry

The mewl of hungry hearts

Memories hiding in locked drawers

Door knobs waiting to be turned

Letters waiting to be read.

Bundled together,

Ordered chaos

Ghosts and reminders

Gathering dust.

Behind locked doors

Closed curtains

Twitchy fingers

Dropping clangers

Breaking cups

In haunted kitchens.

Fully developed brains stop working

When underused

Everything is left to hang

Waiting on the rain

It might be better tomorrow

Is not an answer

To the problem of

Entropy

Today.