Dead nature

The effect of light....
Putting out the fire.
Showering in the rain with
Nothing but my shadow.
And a shinny new rain jacket.
Before retreating deep into my cave
Of thoughts.
Such juvenile attempts at wisdom.
A parody of riches.
Diminishes the return.
It just takes the right amount of lighting,
For a dramatic affect.
As I lay myself to sleep,
A ton of hours.
The demolition of rainbows.
Painting in dreams.