the rain
makes it easier
gives me a reason
to search the sky
bulbous and grey
strangely flat
everything moving
high above
me
constant
change
i
consider standing in the middle of the road for a while
to see what that's like
but i'm afraid of what your neighbours might think
they turn their lights on
then off when it gets dark
strange
they fiddle with the latches on their front gates
i listen
to the tempo picked out on sheet metal
i long to be soaking
but the tram ride home
wouldn't be much fun
skipping naked would be nice
but no one really wants to see that
least of all me
but the rain
would make it easier
gives me an excuse
at least
that's something
ok
i'll wait another half hour
and then i'm gone
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