Good Feelings Fine Healings Poem by Rhymer Rhymer

it rained some where
the cool gentle air is coming through the door
as you know i live on the roof
it has only rooms number four
even at night keep ajar the door
cool air
touch mouth
touch the chair
my half gray hair
enters the inner rooms
stay there two dam princes
and in another damn sweet mrs
uh a summer air
uh a rare air
i swing in the chair
it takes me to my mom
in the village she is entombed
in second i go thee
in a moment um here
what a fun
but a thing i begun
morning cool fresh rain drenched air
well come you in here
on the roof it is hot
gentle breeze is only sought