I just left my door open
and let it flood
water through my concrete sky
and pouring out thoughts
from my stirring head.
I was in the heart of a beast
of memories
when that rain came down on me
drowning me and quenching me-
how it fell.
And each time I answered
with a dream,
my roof bubbled in with a thud
and my windows trembled-
waking me up
to now
with sticky, cool up to my ankles
and a shiver down my spine,
this raining in my mind.
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