Collected moments
Things changing so quickly
One, then the other
Certainty flees
What's next?


Cold rain
Hard, stinging
Softens
Starts as a shot
Ends a windblown pillow
Dancing in front of the window


When I walked in
I was dodging drops
Now flakes turn
The window white
Like 2AM UHF
We wait to change the channel
To see what's coming on
Next