Heavy Rainfall Warning

It is almost three AM 

And I sit in front of my open window

Alone, eyes heavy

Listening to the rain fall

 down 

      down 

           down

The puddles are uninterrupted by passing cars 

My view is blocked by this safety rail

Whose purpose is to stop me from falling away from reality

    (I let it know it's too late for that)

The rain falls harder under the streetlight

Windows across the street are illuminated 

It seems there are other lonely souls up at this unseemly hour

Cramming in Hobbes or Holderlin or Ginsberg 

or maybe just long overdue chats with friends

I am doing none of that, although I should

I am tired of should

The wind blows into my room,

Pleased that I have open the window

I shiver 

A taxi drives slowly down the road, interrupting my solitude

     Please stay 

I only need to become the tiniest bit more insignificant

And then I can slip through the bars of this guardrail

I can fly away

What is it that keeps me here alone and shivering in front of the open window? 

Something must 

The fog rolls in

And I just sit 

And watch

And contemplate 

And wish and hope and dream and cry and feel and yearn

And sigh 

The wind caresses my face

Wraps its cold arms around me

And sings a lullaby

Until the gentle sound of rain

Is no more