raining

well i do believe it's raining today. i don't know about up north but we're just dealing with a light hazy rainfall. minorly relaxing, though i'm more partial to pouring rain myself. these days I find myself writing more and more sonnets, even though i think the primative ryhme scheme of the things tres mal. maybe it's the idea of trying to bend the lines so they all fit together while still chocking on the fact i'm trying to rhyme words that are such a cliche like time, and lie, and well i'll post that one at 3 or so. it's called "love sonnet 13"

love sonnet 13.
perhaps, just perhaps, this poets falling hard.

or maybe it's just my february walk,
it is after all a week till valentine's day.

vi.