Wake! Wake up!
It screams.
Hear me! Get up!
It whistles.
…
This marriage of elements simply lives a short, furious existence, however it pleases, until exhaustion.
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Wake! Wake up!
It screams.
Hear me! Get up!
It whistles.
…
This marriage of elements simply lives a short, furious existence, however it pleases, until exhaustion.
(Wanted to write about the storm I was listening to. Couldn’t decide which of these I liked, so I kept both.)
Sympathetic skies:
wind raging against the glass
wakes my mind’s shadows
Thunder rumbling low:
how truly sympathetic
this wicked downpour
6:50 p.m.