Jul 12, 2010

rain as it comes

Little wolfs of the sky
how they rumble
and devour the sky
staging triumph
over the brittle brittle man
and his possesions
that flip and bite.

And by the quay,
a dream falls oval-shaped
the petrichor, as the wisemen say
cracks a faint smile
like a dopamine shot,
induced way way up
to clean his sense of the world.

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