the rain is inside

always
in the sunny afternoon
when 
the children play at the park
the wives bargain hard for the bangles
and the man steps out to breath a smoke,
i hurry home
wet and cold
----
and they wonder


always
in the sunny afternoon
i wrench my drenched soul
and lay it out in the lawn to dry

----
and they wonder


always
in the sunny afternoon
when i visit my neighbour
and sit for a cup of tea with them
the smell of rain soaked soil floats around

----
and they wonder


they do not know
always
the rain is inside