The rain comes down I hear crackling and plop and patters. I hear running in the gutters the street table rises and the sewer fills pushing back I'm crying because he is trying to make me do something I don't want to do I feel like the rain on the earth going down the gutter

The rain comes down I hear crackling and plop and patters. I hear running in the gutters the street table rises and the sewer fills pushing back I'm crying because he is trying to make me do something I don't want to do I feel like the rain on the earth going down the gutter

J