A little rain will add up to a thingness
Through a train’s blare, the morning’s
Milk can clatter,  woman’s shrill train.

Dark is essence of things the thingness
Itself, held by scruff by incoming train .
Train brings its darkness from places.

Dark falls as rain drops on moss maps
A dark that comes from the outer sky
To beat the moss maps to submission.

Rain is thing as darkness held by train
Or coconuts that have lost their moon
From the hair, in a night’s rain dance.


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