It rains again
Hard to tell since when
The roads are flooded
The gardens soaked
But how wet is wet
It’s hard to define
It’s debatable
I worry about our windows
Leakage from last summer
old scars under new paint
But there is nothing I can do
Drowned in the sea of meetings
The whole morning wraps up
In brown bags of sandwiches
Meetings adjourn
For the chairman is hungry
On the other side of the wall
Nothing is out there
Except the rain
(2025.03.03)