tonight, the rain falls hard.

tonight, the rain falls hard. the sound of it running off the roof above my windows is somehow delicate and timeless. the tree, moving in the wind. the car tires below. soon, i will be one of them. moving over cement to the lights of the city. i will stand out in the rain at the interpol show and pass out discs. i am not looking forward to this task. i will be alone, and cold. sometimes, i think i must be absolutely insane. for what [if anything] ever comes of this? ahhhhhh but i believe. i really do. and i am obsessively driven. and i am pathetic. i shouldn't be concerned about myself in the rain tonight, i should be concerned that the march tomorrow in San Francisco will draw lesser crowds because of the water. alas, it is only water. today, millions of people the world over, showed up to send their hearts to the sky. to washington. saying "no, please no. we beg of you. please." and then i go to indymedia.org and look at the numbers of people who were there today. my eyes bring their own water. i visit other sites and feel rush of hope.
peace action.org
not in our name.net
united for peace.org

Posted by at February 15, 2003 08:18 PM

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