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Monday, December 26, 2011

cigarette in the rain, duh

everything but
what i struggled to see
as i struggled to see everything else

the rain pours down
drowning out the butt,
i expect,
but the butt i see
despite its having
been there

for how long, now?

these droplets, pouring
down, so many
so heavy

the butt is lit and glowing
amidst a torrent of
droplets; a heavy rain

and only in peripheral
does it appear,
can't be sought out directly.

makes no sense,
sense not sought;
crazy it should survive.

stupid.
order has been found.

if only i could capture
the capturing -
absent the chronicle of the attempts

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