Categories Poems Drained Post author By Serotonin Post date October 19, 2013 2 Comments on Drained It’s raining there are no butterflies, but I’m fluttering Tags existence, poetry, senryu ← Taipei: A Novel About Nothing For Trust Fund Hipsters → Numb and Inane 2 replies on “Drained” So do I, thank you. I love how so few words convey so much. This is lovely! Share Your Thoughts Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.