On a day like today
a man I haven't met
will sit beside me
eat onions and white rice,
break fortune cookies,
watch the rain.
One of us will make a joke
as small and damp as the sunlight today.
We will be quiet
and slowly grow dry.
There is no day like today,
only other days
to sit and drink
cup after tiny cup of tea.
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