Thursday, September 8, 2011
Today
Rain, held in the galvanised grey pail of the sky
While the wind wheezes
Through the branches of barren trees
Yet, yesterday was sweltering
A pure sunrise
Like orange juice being poured
Into the cupped hands of the valley
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