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Rain splatter
Wetting my bare ankles
And my lanky hair
Looking at the world from a side view
And pitter patters graduated to booms
And floods
Headlights illuminate each rebound of
And the lightening illuminates everything
From an angle
Trees elongate
Grass elongates
I elongate
Wind pushes weary droplets onto
The front windows
They explode and scream
And die in a dripping mess
Blue/grey/brown clouds look as if God
Swiped a dirty paintbrush on a flawless
To create a work of art out of
Watercolours and oils
The trees stand bare boned
Outlined with black Magic Marker
And shaded with the blackest of
To birth a skeleton
The flowers wilt in their
Nests of leaves and rain catching
And the people dash into their houses only to be incinerated by the white washed

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