Ed Maietta

alone in his room

he held his arm

   out the window

     holding a teaspoon

      to catch raindrops

 

as he watched the silvery bowl

filling with and spilling out

    its burden

     after a while

       he remembered his name

 

soon

    someone would come

                             April 1980-Brooklyn & December 2017-New Paltz

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