Cloud Dweller

rain drops drip on my skin,

seep into my pores and i am one with the clouds

isn’t that where you said you live?

with the dreamers and the believers and the planes

taking people to and from vacations and loved ones,

funerals and births, work and hiatus

lives worth living and well...

rain drops drip on my skin

seep into my pores and moisten the truth,

soften the pages of my notebook

where i teach myself how words can become bandages

just like a song can still heal even as the band ages

and how the same song can change it’s meaning with the tempo

and i am bracing myself for the fast forward button that has been hit

on my life upon the sounding of the alarm this morning.

I am nakedly jumping in

letting the rain drops drip on every inch of my skin

powerless against the waiting line

taking time’s hand in my own,

praying for a pardon

as he turns his check and sends me away

time is killing me, and i’m running out of ways to kill the time

i’m just helplessly waiting, waiting for the news

waiting for the letter, the decision, there is so much to lose.

in those moments before forcing my mind to go blank

i go back to the beginning

like the day it rained so hard i was convinced that all of philly would flood

and my flip flop attacked my toe as if the blood could make the sun return.

you let the soles of you feet touch the dirty concrete

every step of the the twelve block walk to the train station,

just to keep my blistered digit clean.

when we finally took coverage from the storm, you doctored me whole

despite your phobia of feet

and you said you must really like me

and i said that makes me happy.

for the rest of the week, my toe was black

but my cheeks were red from all your flattery,

yes, my toe was ugly but you,

have always been beautiful.

there are some things, that time just cannot change

i am a compilation of words inked on stacked pages

you are the weight, holding them close

stronger than a staple, more permeant than a binding

you keep me complete

and as the rain drops drip on my skin

and seep into my pores, i know it is you, my love

falling closer to me,

because it was you that said you live in the clouds

among the dreamers and the believers

and the more you fall, the more i faith i find in prudence,

the more faith i find in time.