Rain Blind

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The heaven’s weeping

Splattered the world

Into an impressionist mosaic

The road slickened to the white of the sky

More like cloud run-off than concrete

Leaving the edges of my path

Merely a suggestion

“I’m sure though,”

I convince myself

“I can ease out another mile, or two, per hour”

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I’m a poet and writer. Always working on improving my craft. Writing The Long Way Down, Triptych, and After the End. The latter of which I’m collaborating with fuckthelemonade.wordpress.com Check out the hashtag for that project to see all currently written parts!

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