like confetti at New Years’ Eve
sprinkling on me
as rainbow-colored showers
blooming as a garden of flowers
that he didn’t water
he did not bother

He threw them at me
like rice at a wedding couple
ever so supple
and I fried them up in matzo *****
but they knocked me down as rolling pins
he's only practicing

He threw them at me
like a bucket of rain
yellow and stained
soaked me
until my clothes stuck to my skin
heavy and dripping
I held the empty bucket  
of his promises
full of drain holes
making puddles around my toes