april showers

April 7, 2011

fierce, pounding drops of rain!

weep down on us.

purge the snark, distrust, and icky gossip lurking in those dark, unhappy, cobwebbed corners.

cleanse our palates so that we speak in crystalline, melodic, kind tongues.

words so jolly our eyes, mouths and feet all dance in time.

pool me speakers of still.

silencing those knowing best for me.

fool me twice, ten, twenty…i’m still a sucker for the soft smile of sorry.

 

 

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