In the morning what with rain
Beating against the house
Rain falls inside me
Gently at first like a slim memory
Of blue nets by the sea
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And if I cried out, what of that?
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Hard rain at the windows
When I switch on the light
My shadow is more real
Than my body
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Homeland you’re my sadness
Mother-ghost and father-ghost
Rain falling and falling
“Don’t try to please anyone,” I tell myself
“Stop trying so hard…”
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Because I was an old man as a child
This is nothing new
The darkening season inside me
Truths draw nearer
Then as always they put out to sea…