wipers

Something about car wipers that makes me sad…
that squeak… squeak… silence… silence… squeak…squeak… silence… silence…
I like it when I can’t see clearly in the rain… I like it when the lights of the car ahead are blurred… and look like coloured flowers in a distance… moving around… I like to see thinks soft on the edges… why do the wipers make it so clear…
Why can’t it just be the sound of rain… just rain without the squeakiness of it all…