Adam Mish

sound

for Jeremey

the sound
of rain and thunder
with no rain
or thunder
or perhaps there might be

   he said, peeking out
of the blinds
you can't always
trust
what you see
one
more
huge
hit
disappearing until there is just I
and then
not even that

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