Four Two

Rain taps out a 

stuttering beat upon

the aluminum flashing

wrapped window sill.

Beads of moisture trickle

in random pattern

down the glass surface of

my office window;

the day as dark

as the mood 

it ushered in.
© Erik Hansen 2016


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