Written by mike ennenbach

drizzle

i like chilly rainy nights
for some reason
the words
like to play
on the falling drops
there is a song
if you listen closely
between the inevitable
spatters
a symphony
with impossible notes
nestled within
a place of comfort
sanctuary
in the sullen drizzle
a place for monsters
to dance
between the drops.

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