Sunday 25 November 2012

on the other side of the window


With rain still visible
the glass wet as a tear-stained face

sunlight pooling in puddles, a gesture -
There are rainbows There are rainbows

and then returning to the cushioned seats,
Picking up the conversation where it left off.

The slow drip of the faucet
in the re-modeled bathroom.  

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