Crying Nights
Why can’t they mark the calendars
With crying nights
Just like the phases of the moon
And fishing guides
Surely
If the almanac can predict rain
For the first week of July
Someone could tell
When it’s time
To clear the mind
And wait for the jolts
Or when it was time
To surround yourself
With those few
Who’ll always make you smile
Even when the calendars
Say it’s bound to rain
MFM
29 MAR 77
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