it’s hard to see   since it started raining and it   melts the streets and softens everything   haloed lights   a quiet sprinkling   in my mind   a distant beckoning      everything’s surrealistic   everything’s surrealistic   everything’s surrealistic in the rain   in the rain      moments caught   single frames of time and   restaurants where lovers sit against the   fogged up glass   they sip their coffee and watch the   streetcars pass   they must be happy      everything’s surrealistic   everything’s surrealistic   everything’s surrealistic in the rain   in the rain      through the leaves   it murmurs down the possibilities   that nothing is the way it   seems to be   even the dullest thing is   glistening   and beautiful to me      everything’s surrealistic   everything’s surrealistic   everything’s surrealistic in the rain   in the rain