Rain

It rains at night

A place

it never rains

Dry LA

lets loose

Your pain

A premonition

Your youthful bones

turn stiff

and ache all day

 

A man who

loves the rain

 

but steel

stitched in

your bruised body

lets you love

no more

 

 

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