Anne Clark Empty Me
Now that all is stilled and silenced that the rushing roaring daylight has lost itself - its hysteria in the all-amassing night - I too gently lose myself beyond the open window where a journey unfolds into the city of rain Music's never made such living sounds absorbing the night's rythem the walls resonate with a thousand tiny drums soft shards of liquid glass dance on metal pipes mixing dust and dirt and grime into a shining lubricating all-consuming oil some drop away barely making contact each bursting on impact into a fountain in the air dribbling off the lips of window ledges splashing silver splinters in the blackness scales of lifted paint turn to almost living flesh smearing - it slides and streams into a opening in the underworld below revealing secret routes where the trappes earth breathes yellow streetlight breaks its beam across the water electric currents hum, steaming in the dampness cascades carry me away wash away the tiredness cool the fetid air I turn to where you're sleeping gently swimming through these hours on to morning - unaware and even though i know all of this rise and disappear with the dawn into the sky tonight everything glistens - like a jewel under the rain tonight the city is silenced - lost under the storm.
