he came at night. clouds swept past the moon, leaving whimsical pictures on the ground. we didn't expect him, though some of us felt strangeness in bodies, premonition. aftewards they said that it is the right way to be. this is what we needed. some cursed him. some tried to hide, run away from it. he captured everything. the whole town became his domain.
rain. fell to the ground. rolled down the slope of these streets
washed off shadows of my native home.
chuck out the drones smoldering between forlorn sheets
turned the puddle into boiling foam
run. leave all behind. don't try to stick your head out.
throw the body over melting hedge.
bringing new life. you can not hide this night.
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this rain. it's inside me. inside me. i can not take it. it in my veins. my brain. my head explodes. pull it out. get the fuck off me. i'm not your muppet. and never be.