Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Summer Rains on a Winter Morning

I woke up today, in a dark and strange place, coming from a dream in my "own" bed. 
I walked downstairs to pee, and as I trickled into the toilet a few, slow tears started, 
     like those first fat drops before a summer storm. 
And then, like the storm, the skies opened up, 
     and I cried so hard I couldn't breathe.

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