Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Early Morning Rain

Early Morning Rain

The low rolling hills
in the mist of foggy rain
that drifts in my eye,
gets under my shirt
and I am clammy like dank
hills could be on days
like this one dripping
past all reason, a torture,
timeless, forever.

March 19, 2011 8:44 PM

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