Falling asleep to the sound of rain.
Torrential downpours –
Beyond open screen windows.
Each memory.
Frozen in place as best I can,
With words.
But we all know these words,
Are never enough.
Never could be enough.
Fan on my face.
Chasing subzero darkness.
Able to sleep like a corpse.
White.
Pale.
White. Pale.
