Specks of red, blue, green light
Shadows of moving palm fronds
The sky a reddish-grey haze-- like a shoddy, old blanket!
Glittering drops of water down the glass, some scale a zig-zag path like a scared snake, some others rest a while deciding where to go.
Someone lies there, counting every drop and then,
loses count.
Friday, August 3, 2007
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