The rain

Blipped

In soft, tiny puddles

On the

Glass,

Making reflections

Of

Dancing

Strobes on

Blue-cased pillows

And upholstered seats;

Made the beads

On the windshield

Glitter

Like

Liquid diamonds.

Window down.

Warm water rolls,

Like tears

Down my cheeks.

Neon lights

Dye stray trickles

Orange

And blue

And red.

Night refuses to be just black.