Farewells for a piece of my shadow

 My ears long for that patter of rain across the eave.
That I can hear, that will lull me to sleep.
Somewhere in the peace of it's consistency I will rest
Along that flowing slight beat

Somewhere some part of me departs
I tell it goodbye and it leaves in the dark wet night
It treads toward the park I try to keep clean
It finds the carboard remains of local homeless

It follows roads to the stained motorways
Then to the bare fields where rice once grew bountifully
Walking up toward the mountain where this rain seems to migrate from
Slipping between ridges like an imposter

Always an imposter

My ears long to hear it's footsteps on the rocky ground
Up into nowhere, where jokes make no sense
Spirits stirr and unknown things occur
Along that flowing slight beat

I see that part of me turn and vanish
The part I had so much hope for
That would awaken my tastebuds
Such a world is left where savory and sweet don't exist

They have been absorbed by waterlogged grounds
Shallow floods The physical me avoids at all costs
Walking straight on to the pretenders of this little kingdom
Who are you they ask me straight

Always an imposter, I say