rain
rain
again
the wet bridge flags
as the old man
lifts wood
in his sleep
I regret wine
he sighs
he
places feet
on cloud cumulus
spans solid ground?
thin
waves of
rain
again
the wet bridge flags
as the old man
lifts wood
in his sleep
I regret wine
he sighs
he
places feet
on cloud cumulus
spans solid ground?
thin
waves of
