Night/night

cold blue night
beneath a fluttering moon
i never saw it coming. . .
dusky night
'neath vap'rous clouds
as pale as your farewell. . .
crumbled clouds
heaped in the sky
piled on the horizon. . .
crumbled plans
crushed so soon
no way i could foretell. . .
now musty rain
pummels patterns
on the street. . .
rainy morning
gray and cold
puddles in my mind. . .
rolling days
raging nights
everything is gone. . .
i lost my way
while looking
for a thing i'd never find

March 1981