the rain
chatters down
the fire escape
a song of
sodden mornings
as fierce rays
of gold stab
through the
roiling gray
the moments of
azure skies with
thumping
fat drops
a schism in the
loop grinding
a distortion of
white noise over
deluded wonder
a poet stumbles
clinging to
a skeletal umbrella
lost in between
towering buildings
in a series of
alleyways leading
only to an abandonment
of dreamshatter petals
frozen in surrender
This is gorgeous, Mike. ♥.
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thank you, my friend. i hope you’re well.
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