the sound of rain smatters my windows

no wipers, no lights,

just the murmur of tires on pavement

like a drug

i need sound

to muffle the dissonance

pull in, dark silhouettes dance in my yard

shapeless forms with blackened eyes

no more trees, the rain falls freely

i hide in my room

it is no sanctuary

voices come from under the door

i hide in my music

radiating gazes, faces all alike

eyes to the screen

they forget to speak

the sound of rain smatters my windows

just the murmur of far distance trees touching

from below, I hear my name.

i hide in my music