the rain worshipper

”If the rain comes they run and hide their heads. They might as well be dead.” -“Rain,” The Beatles

“i’m only happy when it rains,”

moans shirley manson when she’s backed by

butch vig & an orchestra of overdubbed

distorted guitars enhanced by sythensizers

a la trent reznor

the genius who is credited in garbage’s first album---

one doesn’t have to be a meteorologist to

think that she & her crew may be on to

something---

for the rain washes all the dirt away

the rain replenishes the earth so that it can sustain another day

when damaged endlessly by the

cruel

sun

scorching its surface & all the living things upon it

(during the spring and summer months especially, when all the idiots are

running round with nothing on & with no sunscreen, etc. to fend off

melanoma)---

the rain is what those unconventional people who

dwell in the shadows

feast on---

and who are these people?

they are the ones that choose not to smile when

everyone else does---

they are the ones that are not easily

amused---

they/we

are the ones that run out in the rainstorm &

dance naked in the cold wetness---

whipping our hair around in a rhythmic gesture

a middle finger in the air to any kind of

“creator”

that would shine its face down upon us all and

communicate

destruction with the poker face of

peace---

give us the rain when it comes

give us the floods

the hurricanes

the torrential downpour that accompanies it all

so that on the days that we aren’t struggling to swim

& struggling to float amidst the chaos

we understand how fortunate we are

to even be breathing---

so that our ever-complaining selves

die with the remnants of the wash-away

& you & i can wave goodbye to the old

selves

who thrived only for sun &

smiles

not understanding that in this pubic hair of a moment in which each of us

spend

together

on this beautiful planet

avec all the other plants & creatures who dwell with us,

that

we must savor every second

be it in sun or rain

and let it be known that the rain does so much for us

and yet is always pelted with insults & “evil” metaphor---

rain,

my friends,

is getting the bad rap---

and i don’t think i stand alone on the sideline campaigning---

there are thousands, albeit it

millions

marching for the rain to come

and keep our civilization

quenched---

news flash: without good ol’ h20 we are all dead as

doornails---

so stop worshipping the sun

&

give it up for the

rain.