I can hear the
rain

As I think about
her

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Telling stories
in the dark

Slinging phrases
on a screen

Wondering if
we’re really real

She says I’m real

Believe me.

 

I can hear the
rain

Beat up against
the door

It makes such a
deafening sound

Like endings and
beginnings

The desperate
silence cloud

That holds on
denying the end

And refusing the
beginning.

 

I can hear the
rain

Over the air
conditioner running

Small comforts I
did not have before

Do I have them
now?

Or is it just an
illusion

That could die
before my eyes

Do my ears
deceive me?

Is my heart a
lie?

 

I can hear the
rain

It sings its wet
life song

And tells me that
I’m really here

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