Anotace: tak trochu o bouřce
as the midnight
passes by
thunderbolts
undress the sky
loud against the
window glass
the rain
is frightening
soaking to the
hungry soil
sir A. C. Doyle
tries not to blink
overcoming
writer’s block
by ticking of the
cuckoo clock
he’s struck by lightning
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