Suddenly this defeat.
This rain.
The blues gone grey
and the browns gone grey
and yellow
a terrible amber.
In the cold streets
you warm body.
In whatever room
your warm body
Among all the people
your absence.
The people who are always
not you.
I have been easy with trees
too long.
Too familiar with the mountains.
Joy has been a habit.
Now
suddenly
this rain.
-(unknown)
