it has been raining

it has been raining for too long

and we bathe in sorrow

still able to see the refraction of light

                     drop after drop

                     after drop

a Language

mauve movement color wave

sweet violence of purple sound

ultra-violet, beyond the spectrum

of human emotions that we feel

not anesthetized by the esthetics

of the androgynous dream

We have been writing

struggling for the right

of the primeval word on wet paper

on torn flesh, tears that carry away

the ink of fading words

/

We are resistance fighters

redeeming signs

of nearly erased memory

that we have been recreating

a Link

where many lost their sense

of being one with meaning

blank as the emptied sky

as the wiped-out conscience

at the dead end of time

/

it has been raining

with windscreen wipers

and frenetic swords

the words have fallen

backwards

in Need

of holy sentiment

we cry them back

into the spring where they belong

written, spoken, re-written

the old syntax making sense.