A Lonely Wet
Today
the autumn rain
was a loveley wet.
Falling.
Falling.
Falling.
And painting
the house
of my soul
sad.
Today
the autumn rain
made
the old people
seem
very, very old.
źródło: The Edna Webster Collection of Undiscovered Writings
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tekst z archiwum "american dust" (brautiganarchives.xyz); z tomu "The Edna Webster Collection of Undiscovered Writings" (Houghton Mifflin, 1999)
14.06.2026