Insomnia

The first raindrop fell in his eyes as he lay awake in the field.

The second raindrop fell in his eyes as he lay awake in the field.

The third raindrop fell in his eyes as he lay awake in the field.

The fourth raindrop fell…

 

And later, when it was quite late, the fountains rolled down his cheek. His tears lingered in the rain; his corpse about to catch cold.

Temperature

When she came out of my tears she had been shivering. “Your tears’ too cold”, she’d said. And I’d taken one on my fingers and found that they were actually burning.

I never needed a thermometer to tell she had a fever.

Published in: on January 31, 2007 at 3:01 pm  Leave a Comment  
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