I'm Just Waiting for the Rain to Come

Rain in the distance, and later, falling on my head. Nice colours though, no photoshop required here. The title is stolen from a song by The Feelers called 'Mary'



3 - the poem (by Fiona Kidman) reads:
This town of ours kind of flattened
across the creases
of an imaginary map
a touch of the parchment surrealism here
no wonder the lights
are wavering
all over the place
not a straight town at all