DRIP...
Drip drip
Drop drop
Plip plip
Plop plop
Falling
Rain bead
On my
Forehead.
Splish splish
Splash splash
Splosh Splosh
Slosh slosh
Cars pass.
.Falter.
Spat out
Water.
Drip drip
Drop drop
Plip plip
Plop plop
The world
In rain.
Beauty
And pain.
Splish splish
Splash splash
Splosh splosh
Slosh slosh
Trudge past
People.
Hey look!
Beetles!
Drip drip
Drop drop
Plip plip
Plop plop
Colourful
Umbrellas,
Hues of grey
Crayola.
D
R
I
P
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' "Don't look so far into the future. Look into the next minute. See it. See that next minute pressing against your face. what canyou do with it? With that time? What?"
I realised it sounded a lot like you. A lot.
Sunday, 6th June 2010
4.08 PM
1'
laugh laugh.
sorry anna.
Thank you so much for your , on my Hidden writting....I would never imagine that someone would read it, better yet, that someone would add it to the favorites...