366 Poems: May 2nd, 2016

Rain at the Airport

I want so badly

this sweet sense of


with nothing but a rainy window

and a radio,

and to watch the airplanes

come down from the grey.

Where were they going?

Why go at all?

When all that is so holy

up in those clouds

sooner or later comes down

to meet you?

And your window.

And your radio.

And your loneliness…


Why run from what you already have?

“Farewell on a Rainy Day”



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