IT IS ONLY RAIN

Why does it always seem to rain when I want to go out to play or go to a church of religion on Sunday that I do not belong to, even if I walk in the holy water? What put my soul on fire? But they got wine that oh-so-sweet cheap corner store communion, and I have not confessed since I was confirmed. According to my catholic family, I drink too much and say f*ck  a lot. I wouldn't do well in confession because I forgot the rosary. I'm not always baptized every time I'm born.

Why does it always seem to rain when I want to go out to play, but it constantly to stay inside and get lost in the city blocks of my mind that look abstract and New York City's old 52nd Street with the 25-cent peep shows that I old sneak into as a kid when family trips to see the Christmas in Rockafeller center. The sound of the rain always helps me remember.

Damn the rain. I'm going to go outside and watch out. The leaves are blowing in this that is forecasted as a tropical storm. More maybe I'll go to a manatee.  I'm an adult now I don't care if it is raining i can go out and play and enjoy the day