.rain.man.

The rain man came one day.

With a heart made of thunder and puddles of conversation to light the way. He spoke of the universe. Of things once accepted and things never understood. Of medicine and addicts and wined lips and sin. He left her broken. Shattered to the stars with no negative space to hold her in place.

When he returned again, her heart spoke soiled pasts. Nervous, she jumped into the rain man’s puddles again. Only to be left sucked dry and thrown into the sea.

As she drowned, she said goodbye to the heartless.