All This Rain II

They say it’s a temporary thing
These thunderstorms
Weather advisories, tornado watches
So figures
Just need to wait it out
A friends said when it rains
It means the heavens are crying
But I don’t really think so
What would they cry about?
Do they know, or if, knew
Ever wondering why
The unexplained absence of some justified
Catastrophic pandemic flood
And why is heaven in plural?
But that’s beside the point
It’ll soon be
The longest day of the year
The day when light dominate dark
But not quite beating it
The days are
Or grow long
In the summer
But could you tell?
Through this
Another overcast and its long overdue visa
Lending itself as a refugee
Or even
Permanent residence
Could you really tell
When the clouds only fall, and never rise
When this unwelcome Chinook of the summer settles in
This consistency of abnormality
You can call it bleak
“sorrow”, residual sadness
Or whatever other overused substitute you can find
Depressing
A word, adjective? Not sure
Don’t care much
But really, it’s not about the different shades
The torrential rain
Or the greyness
Beyond the bounds of colorlessness
In the realm of transparency
Where everything is dark
But not black and white
You can see
But there’s nothing to see
Much less hear
The whole world
Like some ugly albino
There’s corporeal form
But you cant see it, or much less feel
And the jet stream is never pointing in the right direction
It never shifts
Always the same, the same position
Amplitudes disappear on sinusoidal curves
Cycles stop, patterns disappear
The predictability
Redundancy
It’s not quite a change
More like the prolonged nightmare of a birthday party
Surprise!
Acceptance, numbness
When a person first uses contacts
The movement of the eye, consequently the lens
Is disorienting
But the brain compensates
Adapts, readjusts
Lag time, the new, strange, norm
Until the error becomes a daemon
A background process no one cares about
If hearts could be indifferent
If emotions were neurons waiting to be rerouted
Bypassed
Subconscious memories that aren’t overwritten
But overridden
What is there to say
To do
It must’ve been raining outside for roughly a week now
Inside
Much, much longer