by
Edward K.
Brown II Just
Add Water [Listen]
The
sky, Sprinkling, dripping Droplets of pale pastels, Pings upon impact
On people Daring enough to face The situation head on Without
personal protection, Dodging the darting Umbrellas while Intermittently
Glancing down to Avoid potholes and puddles. Running
on and on are those Who believe they cannot Get wet, who stand
Corrected beneath the Entranceway wiping their Face in disgrace. Stiff
collars Jut up the nape To prevent the chill From sneaking down
The spine and arresting The smug sweat Beneath the belt. Eyelids,
However, Do flutter As swirls Contort shivers Into spasms,
Surly orgasms Due to barometrical chasms. Intranscendentally
A mist arises Into fog Debilitating buildings, Slighting the
'scrapers of their line. The seen unscene, Humid humility, Caused
by covert Forms of Spontaneous Hydrolysis. Click
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