I set within
the shadows
Listening to
the falling
rain
It’s ever
changing
rhythm
The tempo
rising
and
lowering
Throughout
the night
it played on
An original
concerto
It’s first
and last
it’s only
performance
Lost to a world
racing on ward
Towards oblivion
grasping at things
Of fleeting
pleasures
in stoopered
states
Missing
a simple
moment
That lasts

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