memories rain upon a tin roof so gentle at first almost soothing but as night hours linger dark clouds begin to gather and the rain pours down harder than when they were not memories somehow returning pain is stronger than its first moments were we not taught that time heals all but apparently not the pain of memories in the night
as i left an outdoor concert i saw the brown bag prophet looking very pensive he said i was thinking that other nations should follow israel’s lead and name something after the president based upon what he’s contributed but do you think there’ll be a lot of confusion if so many graveyards have the same name
