in the backyard of my mind
as my thoughts try to wrap
around the wetness since
they cannot dry out...
I see the drops falling
hear them landing
on the ground
and in puddles
large and small while
small rivers flow down
through the sloping terrain
and into the mind
of a nearby neighbor...
rain betrays the senses
as water-logged feelings
float away... out of sight
and into the creeks and
streams of adjacent attitudes;
mentalities blend carefully
with the liquid as they
penetrate the souls of our
consciousness and drown
our feelings we had hoped
would be around forever...
the rain admits nothing
as it falls and delays
the arrival of all that we
thought would be dreamed.
3 October 2021
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