The Rain

Live yourself

Live in your shoes

Live yourself, if you can’t remember then pinch yourself

Hold yourself up to the light

Like a colourslide

and see your true colours so vivid

Smell yourself,

Smell your soul

Like the tarmac smells of wetness right before it’s about to rain

Let the dusk embrace you

Dawn smile in your eyes

Like lightning bolts

or  petals of orange fire

that doesn’t burn.