Rain

ive had the first line floating
in my head, for days.
i keep thinking of things to say and out comes that line, not out of my mouth, but out of somewhere, the place that i keep it. unintentionally keep it. there should be other things there, but there's not.

two drops.
two fat drops of rain
and a rumble-crunch like a
gravel driveway
two fat drops hit the pane,
squashed between air and glass.
and say it's raining.