november
heavy rain
the cat licks her cream
the train spotter has a plastic mac
heavy rain
the pools spill dreams
bin men in yellow coats
the wind recycles everything
heavy rain
the hand puppet squirts the man
he just has to face the children’s laughter
more more
heavy rain
at the crematorium
they catch their deaths
off peak rates apply
heavy rain
has stopped
drips drop
the cat has the wool
everything runs away with my words
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