dread is a rotten tooth

ghost occurred vocal endeavors

filling in the canals of eardrums

tantalizing, converting

what drifts me away

what make me float

even though I was made to sink 

tantalizing, enlightening

face lifted at three o'clock

floridian sunshower

taught me to know the dew on my eyelashes

i’ve never been here,

only felt it

it is not a there

but a sense

what belonging do we fathom?

is it intrinsic?

in our bones

what rain falls and surrounds us, 

what weeps

what sorrows

what stays?

three o'clock to four

the sunshower darkens and follows

never letting up

never showing me the sun

the rain falls

like crumbling staircases

leaving no way to move upwards

i kneel in reluctance to the future.