Rain Days Figured In
the line straight, turning the globe
dark and then darker colors passing by
the vivid stream, covering the sun from her
indecency
the day a dank, gray stare
through the glass left over from the last
hurricane
maybe I should go outside and
listen awhile
But, I am worried. I'm goddamn sick
the rain is costing me
money
Copyright © Michael Miers | Year Posted 2015
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