Rain by James Morehead

Rain

by James Morehead

calm
the back row corner seat
dreary lecture inside

heavy
slow spoken words
that creep towards
                              but never reach
my drooping head

outside
            through white-framed glistening windows
morning drizzle
falls in smooth gray blankets
tempting me to sleep

strange

the blackboard chalk dust
moist air
off white walls

a teacher's voice

distant

melt into deep inviting sheets

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