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it rained all day

it was a thursday

another slow day of work at the photolab

an early day, cutting off leaving at four p.m.

stopped by the record store on the way

nothing. no bueno.

I always hated when record shops didn't

have what I wanted - on my mind.

no leadbelly. no general steele. no deathproof soundtrack.

no howlin' wolf.

nada. zip.

back out the door

across the pouring rain flooded parking lot

to my truck

traffick jammed drive home

the last glass of wine drank

straight from the bottle

a bit of smoke

it felt good to have an entire evening

I sat in my small room

old black and white films played on.