bent Rain falls down
Rapid fire rhythm on a shanty tin roof
Two bodies crouch under a doorway
Cup of java in one hand
Cigarette in the other
One man
One woman
Clothes are damp and dark
Only the water reflects
Clouds of smoke and steam gather around their heads
His face is unchanging yet full of passion
Lips moving quickly to form words
Eyes dissecting her soul
Brow overflowing with conviction
He leans into her
As if ready to fall into the center of her very being

Words wander in echo down a deserted alley
To be in love, hate, rage, lust, consumption
Knowledge of being a victim, a master, a servant, a punisher, a killer
What it means to be a man, a girl, a snake, a bird, a god, a demon