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I Saw the Rain Falling Last Night

It fell    upon
         My neighbor’s       house
Not mine.

I was dry       the sky was soaking

Looking  where the rain was falling

A sheet – no a wall of wet           and

Me outside            of it.

How?
   How and why          this demarcation,
This sharp                   exactness?

I put my hand -  my left hand
Into the               falling           rain.

It did not get wet
                        Yet
The downpour grew stronger
Fell heaver and longer
And I still dry
Watching the falling curtain,
                                    Uncertain
How this could be
Happening?

I called to my dog
To come                outside
To look                  to see.
She looked                and stopped
Wagging its tail.

Then thunder clapped its ears,
She ran inside under the
                        coffee table.
          Thunder stuck me also

The rain had fallen upon us
A great ocean of it
Just                                  on us.
Has this happened          before?
          I had to wonder a lot.
Back indoors
Both         damp and drying
I think I overheard God           laughing.

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