Teardrops

slip

from heaven's sobbing angels, and

land

on my window screen,

It reminds me 

that even the most radiant creatures

leak little liquid

dewdrops.

I like it when it rains.

I like the darkness that doesn't

hurt

my eyes-

they're still adjusting.

And as I cry, it seems to me

the whole world feels

the same.

Each speck

that impacts my body is as a

perpetual pat

to hush my anger and

put me to sleep.

The water cleanses

the infections that life

seeps

into our skin-

my intoxicated organs

are finally able to

breathe

and inhale

the refreshed air.

And as I 

sniff

the untainted breeze,

I am put in reverie,

and can finally

flee

from all life's pain.