Sleep and Rest

raindrops dripping one by one
until they’re strong enough to take me over
falling back, taking it slow, sleeping by the windowsill
never works, never helps
they’re wrong
they’re all wrong
they sit and talk as if i care
the bounds of reality slowly take me in
until i can bare it no longer
but then the little raindrops fall into place
one. by. one. by. one.
i am finally at rest