Me, Myself, and Everybody Else

The Perfect Storm

Thunder rumbles

Raindrops fall

Perfect jewels

Sparkling

In the bloody light

Of sunset

I stare out the window

Watch then fall to earth

Splatter

Sink into the ground

All the while

Wishing I too

Could be free

Like them

Dreaming of a day

When I too

Am no longer confined

To other whims

To foreign desires

Yearning for the day

When I too

Can be

The perfect storm