Monday, January 01, 2007

Rain Costs

I saw drops of love falling down from the sky
Bigger than your thumb
Making ferocious explosions upon the grass and concrete
You want it to be delicate
So you pray to the gods
But fickle are they who send serenity in packages of loss
To be found and disengaged
For incomparable costs

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