Saturday, May 13, 2006


i am listening to the rain. still. still moving in downwards diagonal drumming on rooftops and roads. the depressing drip and drizzle, a steady down-beat defeating the pulse of life. as standing in a crowd surrounded by those you love but connection is overwhelming and breeds contemplation: negative. you retreat inside- through wet clothes, through tough skin and the calouses on your heart, you move deep inside until the walls are thick and your eyes are heavy with boredom and reasoning with it all.

i can only now be silent and be still. i can only listen to the clack clack of rain as it falls as the downpour of words that beat upon my heart.


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