Walk Between the Rain (a short Haiku story)

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A man in a coat

Poured whisky into a glass

Trapped in by the rain

 

The bar was crowded

All around him people talked

Hunched over his drink

 

He glanced to his right

The rain pounded the window

He refilled his drink

 

The barman knew him

He lets him keep the bottle

Only when it rains

 

The rain keeps him in

So he drowns himself in booze

The sun dries him out

 

The rain keeps, he stands

Leaves fifteen quid and a tip

Walks between the rain

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