Waits

Every night I listen to the rain,

Sometimes it falls gently on my rooftop

Other times it presses hard against my window

I sleep easily to the sound of rain

like the rumble of a downtown train,

drops roll down in narrow streams

like waving dreams under umbrella trees

African elephants

Crying whales

Who awaits this reverie?

I sleep easily under the sound of rain,

and see drowning men as heart broke sailors on a downtown train,

and their forgotten women like wavy dreams...they take shelter from a crying shame