monosyllabic rain
by
your window
slips
distraction
in
your day
as
you travel
back
to 1993
when
(suspire)
being Morrison
or
anything
like him
earned you
a
blend
of
disapproval and
criticism
and
false hopes
from
the taller
stronger
father
bereft of
a memorable riff
or
harmony
followed by
cold
dinner
Tuesday, 8 June 2010
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this is just amazing!!! Just what I love about this monosyllabic rain that pulls out the words...write more often Ro.
Remember when.
Good stuff :)
Great work. Write more often please.
wow.
Born in '93.
I like the way you write. Period.
Ok this is seriously cool stuff!
Very different and interesting!
I love it man!
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