front porch in the rain

the rain forces me
to take shelter
up on the front porch
where everyone passing
can see me off and on like
the Christmas lights
but no one drives down
this far on purpose anyway
three or 4 a day make the mistake
realize the end is dead
or so they say
not a through way
the rain wets up the page a bit
wind in the face no one sees
this happen but that doesn’t mean
it didn’t happen because I
have been here the entire
time the rain has some answers for me
keeps me inside on a day
off from the grind locked
up high time stuck up in the mind
until those answers I find
left and intentional
the rain clears things up a bit
or maybe it’s just the view
from the front porch in the rain...