Against the window falls the pounding rain,

The white-noise snare of drizzling mist.

The little twinges of light, wrought pain,

On the features of cold faces kissed

By anaesthetising, torpid vapour

Sapping heat from what skin is bared,

Caught out with frustrated incredulity

They always expect it but’re so unprepared.


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