Rain In The Lies

  

I am in love with beginnings

       apprehensive of middles

       frightened of endings

       in liminal space

I am dreaming old dreams

        waking to empty drinks

        the smell of gin

        the taste of red wine

I am paying the cost

        to the piper in my head

        the loan shark in my heart

        the pauper in my soul

I am traveling on a cold night

        on the backs of giants

        in empty rail cars

        on soles covered with mud

I am still alive

        i feel the blood in my veins

        i hear the ache in the words

        i smell the rain in the lies