the rain
which washed away
the power for days
threatens
yet again

the seasons
have shifted
now winter
who once began
to nestle in
in october
sullenly visits
in january
and the rains
which were at
home in the spring
drunkenly stumble
in months overdue

the world shifts
while a bipolar fool
shuffles along
uncertain if this
new oscillation
is external or
simply internal
reduction