RAIN from the rooftop

Remember the Tom Lehrer song
"They're rioting in Africa... duh da dada da da da..."
i mean, egypt, bahrain libya, yemen ( no news there, they're all dead)
and wisconsin!
it is raining buckets here in california
scrubbing the skies
i walked in the rain for it seemed forever
and was wet through when i climbed on the bus
and waited under the awning for a ride
and then i was left there because my rides friend
had a stroke..
and intimate partners are spinning away from me like
drunken tops and
cryptic texts and
frankly... i need another respite in a monastery
or more drugs
do i live here or there
alone or in company
sodden or baked

the truly enlightened suffer for no more than 30 minutes
and me, i'm not even connecting
just observing and taking the ride
but jeez.... soul surfing is a light touch
hanging out in the weightless temple IS what is called for..
which is NOT Zen non attachment nor sedentary depression
but preparation for cloud surfing on shared rainbows

words in the air
snag on your shirt
okay?
indulge me.