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Rainy Day
Her little boots tapped
on the puddles -
on the ground.
Muddy, murky water,
like NyQuil
but dreamier.
I loathe the rain
in the desert -
the theater
the dramatics,
you either weep dust
or drown.
on the puddles -
on the ground.
Muddy, murky water,
like NyQuil
but dreamier.
I loathe the rain
in the desert -
the theater
the dramatics,
you either weep dust
or drown.
Published 6th Jul 2012
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6th Jul 2012 7:55am
You dance through your topic here. You keep the frills and there isn't much satire or chaos which I'm not saying is negative but unlike your old works. Thank you for the read and for a neat, well directed piece.
6th Jul 2012 12:18pm
That last chunk of words has whole load of lovely layering.
Well composed and very well executed.
Well composed and very well executed.
8th Jul 2012 4:19pm
