Black Rain

Black rain
There is something different about the bath tonight

Leaving a burst of gloom and coldness

Enveloping my thoughts

Breaking into the silence

Slapping at the skin

Eating away at the wall

Shattering the ambience

Leaving behind a flood of emotions

Do not bother to find a silhouette

The mere whisper of what was

The presence of what used to be

Just as it was known

Just as easily it has become unknown

Another object not to be desired

Never hated always wanted

Thank you oh sweet wonder

So porous and deflecting

Harmful to possessions, useful to us

Dark and hard you crashed

Freeing us of debris and strife.
Thank you Black Rain.

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