i listen to the rain
it rained the whole night
it still rains this morning
and i am listening still
i am studying it well
this song of the rain
this monotony this sorrow
i am learning from all these
drops of rain, this meeting
with the roof and the tears of
the sky
and so i have finally decided
to stay here
your party is not important to me
your friends are not my friends anyway
i have learned this game too well
patterned from the persistence of rains
this solitude this independence
this island of awareness: who i am and
who you are.
i am still trying to hone my spelling skills
for until now, i have not spelled it so well
the word goodbye.
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