RAIN*
I just woke up.
I sat on my bed, I turn around but the other side of the bed is empty.
No one has slept there.
I go to the kitchen, I am running on automatic pilot mood.
A buzz, a red light, coffee is ready.
It is cloudy and gray outside,
kind of dull, yeah – like my life.
I go back to my computer corner. I start browsing my music files
in my hard drive, searching for a piece of music to set this….
— My mood — No!
It is autumn.
It is raining softly, gently.
The trees are now naked sculptures,
The wind joyfully plays hide-and-seek
with the last yellow-orange- brownish leaves.
Well, I’ll choose something at random.
Got it!
I click play…
— Kip Mazuy – Sweet Nectar Of Silence — will help me make this day.
This day a special occasion.
Right, special!
Music is on…
Damn! It is cold in here;
I walk towards the windows with a mug of coffee steaming hot.
I am lost in my own apartment,
as if I were walking down the streets with no names.
And there is no one I could ask for directions
to find myself again.
Aware of my unselfconscious
I feel like I lead no life.
No smile in my soul,
days and night go by passively.
Meanwhile, I can hardly blink as my eyes scan the horizon,
they look for a clue, probably something that I have lost,
someone that I may miss.
[ --- How the hell do I do know? ]
Silence emerges from the rain and spread in a crescendo.
I can hear my heartbeat, my breath.
I can even hear the steps of my thoughts walking in my mind.
What’s going on? What mood am I in?
As if you cared, buddy.
[ --- Well, my heart is down... ]
See, it is only me and my solitude.
[ ---- And soon my mind will be out... ]
Man — because when it rains it pours!
by Latin Image
* [ Dedicated to Gina Voliva, Best Property Manager Ever! ]
