I once read a book
that was written by a dog
and like all books
that are written by dogs
tears flow free

They fall to the floor
with a plink! plink! plink!
small wet drops
vaporized by the simple
touch of a finger

Tears serve a purpose
to remind us that
we hurt
because without pain
we die without warning

Simple tears remind some
to simply collect them
for a rainy day
and on those days
we can cry all we want

Yet harsh tears
scream out tirelessly
until someone
notices that
they are in pain

Tears are important
because without them
we would drown
in our own misery
drown without tears