The Falls

Your artificial waterfall rains thunder on me
Its roar fills my ear and stains my hair
and gigantic water droplets cascade around me
from the source
They hit my skin with such force
it leaves it tingling

I lift my head to light rays breaking into fragments
between water droplets
The roar of the fake Niagara is getting louder
Populated isolation...gentle retardation...
Contentment.

A/N: I can't spell "Niagara". As in the Niagara falls? Yep.