Sunday, August 30, 2009

the cloudy grey...

The cloudy grey
& the light
See
It's 6 o' clock
The movie house is drying out
There are beads of wet on the porch chairs
It rained
Now
The roses quiver in a tiny
Warm
Breeze
The yellow birds come
I
Read
The movie house
Still
Drying
Out
Oh! &
The town's outside lights go off
&
The flag is drenched