Rainy Night.

A rainy night’s chorus in unison
against a damp, violet background
descends upon my roofs in precision
like an orchestra of sordid tales
and unsaid words, in musical derision
not in resonance with the rocking chair
the beat goes on in a mocking jeer
but music also the thunder makes
these three frequencies interfere
and interfere, to an uneven leer
upon the man in regret of his deeds.

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