RAINS

[caption id="attachment_7739" align="aligncenter" width="451"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Rains][/caption]The clouds are too busyweeping to see that we aresoaked to our ragged pantsand our genitals have retractedinto their shells, like irked snails.Whose lips shall...

FÖRLORAD

[caption id="attachment_5587" align="aligncenter" width="320"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Forlorad][/caption]The morning comes again. Sunlight steals into my room, Like he always does, And I awake at the robin's song. Why does the sun's fingers...