it's nearly impossible not to touch your face. every sneeze has a tinge of terror. i sneeze when it rains. everything leaks. i leak. it goes back somewhere sometime i got sad when it rained and now the rain makes me sad. it's foregone, i'm going to leak. tears fall on me and enter the pores of my skin. my pores. i'm pouring. sleeping. seeping. all seeming into everything seems. it's seamless, an everything all over everywhere dream. i'm permeated with the common sky and its rain tears fall into and through me. my head goes to my feet. my head is like the worm on the puddled sidewalk. my body is an unearthed writhing root.