Thinking and Swearing.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Rain

deserves at least one blog post,
as it's tapping upon my
plastic windowsill.

I face away from its persistence,
yet it knows that I can still hear it
there, reminding me with each gentle
sputter that there is nothing more important
in life than to run against its wetness,
bare-chested with my head drawn back.
Posted by Asymmetricist at 12:10 AM
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