the rain

another evening
those tearing eyes
fumes of the tear gas
weeping lilacs
in the corner
of my backyard
suffocating weeds
thorns in my eyelids
still can’t see?
rusty barb wire
open your rib cage
bare your convoluting heart
swallow the pride
wash the dirty vanity
from the sizzling asphalt
with your boiling blood
let the steam rise
and fall as the rain
to soothe
tearing eyes
and through the pulsating eyelids
the screams
of the burning soul


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