Letters keep falling
In a deep rain of torrential columns

I pieced together a few droplets
And scrambled them together
In a gourmet concoction of an omelette

I fed them to the audience
And they ate my little burritos
With some Awesomesauce

Then I fingered some vocabulary
For a dessert orgasmicaly
And this alphabet kept feeding
The crave

I was a slave
To the letters that rained

I felt the urge to rearrange
In some type of arrangement
That could explain

The phenomenon

How could this happen
Without the intervene
Of the One True God
That wrote this in the Book of lamb

Our Names and Being

Letters keep falling
And I've gathered them all in

But unfortunately
I still don't understand
What they mean