Wireless Rain by Jasen Sousa

Wireless Rain

It is a rainy Thursday night

as almost every summer night 

has been here in Boston.

In a world where everything

and everyone is connected, my friend is missing

and out of touch, anonymous 

as a person can be in this day and age.

Homeless, 

when he does call

it’s from a pay phone,

strange numbers common.

We are wireless in a world

full of tanglazation.

Days of calling

and asking me for time

and money I don’t have.

I miss him 

and hope that the tree

in the park is sheltering

him from some of the rain.

I hope he is wireless

from rubber bands and needles,

and is able to catch himself like

the drop of rain in my palm.

First Published

in

Somewhere Lost

Copyright © 2011 by Jasen Sousa

Copyright © All Rights Reserved by J-Rock Publishing

Library of Congress

Cataloging in Publication Data

ISBN  978-0-9714926-7-7