joi, 24 iulie 2008
Rain
Sudden eclipse without a shadow,
Cut down by thunder blades.
Broken into blunt shades,
The light makes its way to the eye.
Tears coming down,
Plain,
Stain-removing,
No other use.
Struck by light, he draws back,
Leaving outside his only love,
Both under and above
His eyes, new and un-shut.
Tears coming up,
Fast-coloured,
Bright,
Jack of all trades.
Rain, rain, rain,
Ever-dissolving
Drunk and confused
Fuss fighters.
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