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Ice rain

Pass me a cigarette
and weíll stand out in the undercover car park †  
and watch the hail beat the ground †
like it wants to settle a score †  
†  
Thereís a girl by the vending machine †
crying on the phone †
and a guy with a camera lens  
skimming the ground †  
telling me heís looking for the best light †  
to capture the fists of ice †
that have missed the roofing smashing them †  
into ice cube pieces †  
†  
The air is on edge with human anxiety †  
phone calls and panic over parked cars †  
that might be driving home †  
without their windshields tonight †  
†  
And I want to kiss the rain †  
for making me feel alive †  
on this day thatís been passing with less glory †  
than a day of getting older should †  
because a part of me ought to feel proud †
Iíve made it to this number alive †  
†  
Iíve been walking around †  
all dead on the inside †  
and youíd never know †  
if I didnít tell you †  
†  
So close your lips †  
and donít ask me how Iíve been †  
just pass me a cigarette †  
and weíll smoke in silence †  
watching the hail beat the ground †  
like it wants to settle a score †  
†  
Storms always make me feel alive †  
†  
© Indie Adams 2013
Indie
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
Published | Edited 18th Nov 2013
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