Rainy Jack

Yellow coat, that's Rainy Jack,

pulling a smoke from his cigarette pack,
flipping open his lighter in the rain,
anything, to drown the pain.
Walks there, constantly.

Heavy boots, that's Rainy Jack,
clicking on the pavement track,
looking at the sky instead of his trail,
anything, to drown betrayal.
Walks there, dejectedly.




Slanting hat, that's Rainy Jack,
torn by the wind's every attack,
reluctant last glance over his shoulder,
anything, to drown the cold.
Walks there, everly.



One last staggering step for Rainy Jack,
One last siege and vicious attack,
and suddenly no steps stagger no more,
no steps faltering to fall.
Walks there, constantly,
in the rain,
until it all repeats again.