Each Dropp Of Rain
J
James McLain
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i am tired and it rains i am thirsty.
and we are as we are, it is an art
and i know it is tart.
and as my fever subsides you rest.
and you do your very best
on your haunches right over me.
and the rain runs too cool down
the small of your back.
through a small crack in the moon.
i am tired and it rains i am thirsty.
and each dropp of rain seems tart.
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