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Summer Rain
Poems
May 2014
Foolish parabole
Grey as the sky crashing against the pavement
Loud as rain exploding in the curbs
Cars driving fast
Drifting
Without knowing they are lost
People walking face to face
Never touching each other
Ignoring themselves
Maybe they think
Their time is precious
But they all wrong
Dizzy lives
Lives that work for money
Money used in buying things
Things necessary to earn more time
Buy a car that drives faster
Earning time
Buy an oven that cooks quicker
Earning time
But wait
Time for what?
Time for earning money to buy things to obtain time
Written by
Summer Rain
An attic nowhere.
(An attic nowhere.)
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