the steady beat of rain has been drumming the roof like john bonham since late last night.
it has finally h a u l t e d.
nature's drum solo has come to an end.
i grew accustomed to the noise
and now all is eerily q u i e t.
she has left me to my own vices.
and i'm not sure if i'm just killing time
or time is killing me.
one thing is for certain.
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