Rain was the farthest thing
from Tom's mind yet it was those
first tiny drops that paralyzed him
on that busy street in July.

The Earth was hiding in the bushes
and time was out diddling the maid
when they took father in the night.
I kissed Katrina Von Tassle in the alley
on my way home from the meat shop just before I heard the news.

And the details were hidden from me until much later
so I'll hide them from you as well.
All you can know is it began to rain..

10/28/2009

Posted on 10/29/2009
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