15 of 15

(song no. 15)

as to some rare concert

we listened to the rainfall

at first it tapped out

the march of time

until she took her mother’s clock away

smothering time in blankets

the rainfall said

i know i got up late and all

is it really still just today

or a brighter tomorrow already

i could listen more closely

after she trimmed my beard

i thought i heard the rain say

how about some tea

seems it might have been

my wife

for all the flowers on the table

i couldn’t get to the kettle

helpless i watched it boil

steam falling up to the sky

(... chopin on majorca)