Redemption
the sky opened, darkened.
It wailed, perhaps in despair, triumph
Or pity
Although it had no obligation to me
It felt like forgiveness
And its sweetness caused me to soften
And collapse like drenched cardboard
In a dirty alley way
And I began to rain, too
From my eyes, onto moistened lips
And hands of holy water and grime
Copyright © Enya Nakamura | Year Posted 2021
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