Nocturnal rain

Let this nocturnal rain vanquish my sins,
for life itself has turned its back on me and my path has grown narrow,
and all around is compounded by chaos.
Let my outspreaded arms embrace the night,
as my fears fade away in the dusk,
and my thirst, quenched by drops of rain, subsides..., yet it resides in... unravaging.
My face uplifted to the darkened sky, welcomes the new sensation,
and I am spell-bound by its incantation.
My once-to-be self flees away and henceforth my being becomes anew.
Let this night be my shield from that loathsome dead life,
let it be my saviour,
let it fill me with new blood in my veins,
let it bathe me with its fluids,
and so my thirst shall be quenched on her behalf.
Let this nocturnal rain infuse me with a new meaning,
and it shall tharwt dead life on its persistent ill-meant deeds...decadent and hollow.

RQ
Moscow
14/4/10
11am