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hunger head cocked to the side..
tilted hat collects the rainwater of heavy thoughts..
i look out from the shadow of the building
at a quick flash of thigh thru rain-soaked dress..
her eyes look up for an instant..
hat flicked and water splashes the ground… thoughts of u sunlight painting the clouds
as sunbeams arc down like a volley of arrows
shooting life and warmth into the land..
memory of a tommorrow
your neck yielding to warm lips..
hands locked in warm embrace..
and i remember
i don’t like hats..
