FLASH FLOOD- -
The rain drops like a flashy door;
Drivers walk like dead cars waters everywhere
Misty, dead trucks loudly drive a dark, dry rain.
Dusty, grimy streets roughly desire a dusty, grimy driver
To each his own, to own his each waters everywhere;
All girls drive grimy, those dry workers
Misty, dead trucks loudly drive a dark, dry rain
Dusty, grimy streets roughly desire a dusty, grimy driver
Whom are still in placed in doors?
Faith is a dark corner waters everywhere
Misty, dead trucks loudly drive a dark, dry rain
Dusty, grimy streets roughly desire a dusty, grimy driver
Despair is a hidden light;
Eat calmly like a grimy toddler out of sight;
Misty, dead trucks loudly drive a dark, dry rain
Waters rising everywhere
Dusty, grimy streets roughly desire a dusty, grimy driver
Mustn’t get wet, in this soaked process… waters everywhere
Flashflood…
7/26/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.