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May 2015
the rain drowned us.

it was in the depth of the afternoon,
on a sudden early summer,
a sad four pm that cradled us
when the rain started to pour
from its tearducts.

just when there was no place,
may it be in the heart of the garden
or a small hut out in the ruins of a parking lot,
we were, at the nudes and naked, nowhere.

but the rain stopped

but no, no creeping sun

and when the clouds cleared up
and our thoughts all silenced up,
it was us on an idle bench
which was somewhat wet and damp
from the light rain;
we were nowhere.

the rain drowned us.
lea
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lea  Asteroid B-612
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