MidWestern WaterMusic

Rain/Storm

a desperate rain 
throws itself down
in a tantrum 
the wind takes a taste 
then spits it out 
like a bitter attitude 

and the mood is blue
and the mood is dreary 
and the sound is heavy
and the sound is constant 

and I am sitting here 
and I write about rain
again dipping my pen 
into fountains of emotion 
forgiving this pain 

the ink stains 
confessions
disfigurements 
tossing pennies
mesmerized by surface  

the thunder rolls the carpet out 
and i run toward the darkest cloud 
to see what all the fuss is about 

drenched to the bone 
alone and intoxicated 
divulging all my sins and secrets 
yet they boomerang back 
like an echo in the distance 

-wash me clean 
i beg forgiveness 
a desperate rain 
throws itself down in a tantrum 
while i kick and scream

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