Stormy

The rain gently falls

and I wonder if it helps lull you to sleep.

I remember things you told me

from 3 years ago

But I’m wondering 

if you’re still the same person now.

The thunder cracks and I realize 

I’m wrong about you again

 

Weeping Hurricane

I’m sorry this is how your life story ends

You cried easily this year

When she showed you her wedding dress you cried

And when i showed you this book, the tears fell again.

The clouds were nice enough to cry the day after you passed.

I wonder if there’s a part of you that’s happy

When you see the wet cheeks of those who love you.

And I wonder if you feel ashamed for feeling that way.
-September 2018