He walks in the rain. He's in no hurry at all.
The drenched railing glistens. The trees
are black with a hidden red. An old
bus tire is discarded in the sheepfold.
The blue house is significantly bluer.
So that's how nothingness is lessened. Rocks fall.
Hands clench. An unused envelope
floats in the river. Perhaps
your name is written on the other side.
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