I. Something is wrong
with the weather--
I'm not laughing.
II. The rain whispers
insincere apologies.
I still accept them.
III. I wish for small things:
Things like freedom
or a less beautiful cage.
IV. Remember yesterday?
I thought autumn leaves
were poetic.
V. I'd rather spend today
in the rain
with the sun so distant.
VI. The stars are cold.
I mean the wind:
the wind is cold.
VII. Yesterday
the Leonids peaked.
I guess that's nice.
VIII. Drinking red wine
alone in a storm,
I toast the wind.
IX. The weatherman said
the rain would never stop.
I pray for floods.
X. What have I done?
The wind has no answer
but fallen leaves.
20091117
cyclical
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