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boiphil -> "Raining" (7/16/2004 8:35:31 AM)
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it's raining..
today when i awoke
i heard it raining
outside my door
but this time
there is no hiss
i strain to listen
as the street
is used
over and over
again and again
unmerciful tires
creating
a multitude
of slapping
against earth's
very grain
i close my eyes
once again
acute
but today
there is
no hush
only the sounds
of slapping
of wetness
and i imagine
each drop
touching individually
yet falling together
in a type of unison
lashing against
a hard surface
repeatedly
making it pliant
surely the rain
is a master at molding
at slowly slapping
the hardest of surfaces
into total obedience
today when i awoke
i heard the rain
and i understood
all of the sounds
of it's refrain
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