...the rainman cometh

the air is thick with anticipation as the humidity roils across window screens portending a liquid sky falling and causing clocks to run forward round and round while the third stone from the sun wobbles toward oblivion as poison spreads, riding on the backs of human folly silently killing. the monster finds us woefully unprepared and the bill is due. the Evil afoot is palatable, it clings to the skin, the clothes, the food, reducing this miracle of life in the cosmos to a dead speck of dust. our lives have been auctioned off by Industrial Greed Inc. and the power elites in their stuffed leather and paneled board rooms, insulated from reality, encased in their bubble of delusion. we are doomed.