Saturday morning...rain coming down
what do I feel here
inevitable hurt mixed with centeredness?
Rose grows and I'm hurt
but why...Suzanne and Lee and Helen's lives
all press mine.
The rain loves me no matter what...
page days turning me;
lover, friend, husband, loser, and winner.
gallagher
5 Nov 1977
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