Today

Today was other.
Not good, not bad. Other.

Today was grey.
Grey sky met grey pavement in a mist of grey rain.

Today wasn’t even proper rain.
It was the rain that you don’t feel until you’re too heavy and cold to care.

Today wasn’t a story.
I don’t think today was even a poem.

Today was a nothing day.

[03/01/19]

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