Something They Must See Poem by RIC BASTASA

outside the rain begins
and you think
that this may never end

you stare
beyond this window
your cheeks are wet with tears

you undress
and take away every covering of your body

it is dark anyway
and this time no one shall see
what you shall do

you step out of the door
and walk straight to the yard
feeling the grass
on your feet

feeling the rain flowing in your hair
on the sides of your ears
and cheeks

you cry some more
you shout with a wish that your anger
may reach the heavens

you run towards a thick forest
and then dissolve inside this darkness