Wet, wet, the rain does fall Damp, damp, it doesn’t care at all Drip, dip, the drops come down Drop, drop, makes you sad as a clown. Grey, grey, storm clouds above Cold, cold, get your hat and your gloves Dull, dull, doom and gloom Sad, sad, stay in your room. Blow, blow, the wind is bitter Shiver, shiver, no birds twitter Run, run, get under the shelter Quick, quick, it’s starting to pelter. Wait, wait, a thinning shroud Look, look, a break in the cloud Woohoo, the sun’s breaking through Happy, happy, as it warms me and you.
Confessional truth is not my aggressive ego, it is my fault. The resolution of my conflicts with time, the smell of the broken limbs, my head in hoisted fever, my eyes searching for a cloud. The ultimate otherness, of an
couples run naked then plunge into the vast sea laughter ensues… through the duration of the night a flock of birds with intense sounds In the distance the still silence then an old man appears gets into his boat and
loner in the desert incapable of enjoying the stars knight of no man’s land cannot stand on his own desperate for a touch ‘pathetic’, they shout and wonder how he lost his mind love only made him weaker as life