it has not rained for a month
the streets are covered with dust
i can see the dust in the air around the streetlights when they are turned on at dusk
how can my soul feel sad, with no rain?
stray wisps of fog arrive from the river and the harbor
but no rain!
how can i feel myself lost and alone, with no rain?
my coffee has lost its taste in the morning
my wine has lost its taste in the afternoon
my absinthe has lost its taste at twilight
night itself is not what it was
without the rain!
without the rain!
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