sheets of rain
slice
the windshield,
red and yellow lights
blur
into flowing black tar,
shadows creep up and
melt
into dripping darkness,
wipers wave their arms
in a clean sweep
over and over,
thoughts
come back to rest;
the view is clear,
life goes on,
even in gushing rain.
slice
the windshield,
red and yellow lights
blur
into flowing black tar,
shadows creep up and
melt
into dripping darkness,
wipers wave their arms
in a clean sweep
over and over,
thoughts
come back to rest;
the view is clear,
life goes on,
even in gushing rain.
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