I am damp with regret.
It is midday.
The rain whispers,
it says that light
is abandoned.
It is wet in the churches.
I have no coat
and like a child I start to cry.
Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 7:07 PM UTC
I am damp with regret.
It is midday.
The rain whispers,
it says that light
is abandoned.
It is wet in the churches.
I have no coat
and like a child I start to cry.
