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When it rains
it pours
Yet you're still out there in the storm
pointing up at the sky
fist raised
taunting the gods;
that bright yellow umbrella
a big fuck-you
to any of them
who happen
to be looking
down
Nevermind that Thor is probably not too impressed with you at the moment
Nevermind that thunder never travels alone
Nevermind that umbrellas just may repel water
but also just might attract a wayward spark of electric jitter juice
Just
nevermind
Because
a 'sometimes-rage'
often becomes an 'all the time-rage'
when one has to deal with the fact
that you are
no more of a fortune-teller
than I am.
it pours
Yet you're still out there in the storm
pointing up at the sky
fist raised
taunting the gods;
that bright yellow umbrella
a big fuck-you
to any of them
who happen
to be looking
down
Nevermind that Thor is probably not too impressed with you at the moment
Nevermind that thunder never travels alone
Nevermind that umbrellas just may repel water
but also just might attract a wayward spark of electric jitter juice
Just
nevermind
Because
a 'sometimes-rage'
often becomes an 'all the time-rage'
when one has to deal with the fact
that you are
no more of a fortune-teller
than I am.
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Know My Soul
the lens of reality
from which I draw upon to dress the universe
is mine and mine alone,
but I will lend it to you
if your desire is to see my world,
and, in doing so, know my soul.
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Beetle
I am a beetle trapped between w p i a n n d e o s w suffocating glass and body f o l d i n g The shuttering, s h u d d e r ing — then finally still.
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Apocalypta
Dawn breaks soft,
You are sun glare
in the rearview;
and I, the heavy mist
ahead
on a road that forgets to end.
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Because when you think about it, we're all just listening to people who essentially get paid to lie about 50% of the time when it comes down to all that "percentage of precipitation" crap.
And obviously, my bitter stance on those with this occupation should tell you exactly how much of a drowned cat I looked like when I got home today.
And obviously, my bitter stance on those with this occupation should tell you exactly how much of a drowned cat I looked like when I got home today.
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"that bright yellow umbrella
a big fuck-you
a big fuck-you
to any of them"
I love a good strong curse to drive a point across, and not for the "fun of it", kudos.
Meteorology is junk science. Fuck those guys.