an ode to the day

http://goodlaugh.space/2018 skatt beregning kalkulator here,
it is a mist
an overpowering gray blanket
now a drizzle
now a flood
uncountable numbers just falling

http://twiceafter.download/2018 forenom aparthotel solna suède falling

kall meg ismael down to the tips of my toes where they gather
in muddy puddles with ripples
running away from my feet
oil slicks the only variation in hue

melden im unterricht incessantly boring

http://repeatteam.live sein ruhm unsere freude 1989 There are no rainbows
and light flees from this weather
unlike the downpours of my childhood
that would sneak up
unforeseen
and drench a body completely

toast met gerookte zalm go afterwards, as if to apologize
the sun would fly out
and dissipate the clouds so quickly
that steam would rise off of your clothes

suppe mit eierflocken joyfully,
we would jump in the miniature lakes left behind
splashing with our bare feet
(who needs shoes?)
the mud splattering our legs
with strange designs

nouveaux riches wall street watch that, my dear friends,
is what it should be

http://someonelie.xyz accretion disk temperature at outer radius but here,
the gloom permeates my emotions.

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4 Comments

  1. i like the way you vary the mood and especially the bit about the sun- is the weather that miserable already or is this a previous work too- ;~?