A river of rain runs,
my shoes and socks are sopping.
What a fun day. Childlike.
Later, my face is wet; it is night.

My shoes and socks are sopping.
I peel them off to dry.
Later, my face is wet; it is night,
and yet my eyes stare off.

I peel them off to dry—
My thoughts, running rampant.
And yet my eyes stare off,
my mind sends messages.

My thoughts, running rampant;
what a fun day. Childlike.
My mind sends messages:
a river of rain runs.