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Blame me for the

shining orchestra of taps

that rain in rhythm

for they are droplets of jems

when split open

a disappointment of grey



Blame me for

a never before made

recipe of smells

for the wet dogs muddy paws

shampooing from the shower

burnt rubber of rainboots

it's just a sharp scent

of a rainy day aroma



Blame me for cancer cold feet

and stinging chapped lips

for your drenched socks lay in a pair

like nose running children on a bench

your lips you licked in anger

for my silver boldness



Blame me for the taste of

sweating fear

dripped within your mouth

for I mistakenly

tripped off a cliff

to catch a tiny clutch

and saw the streaming water

win the strength of my

clenched fingers



Blame me for the

blank white sheet of paper

when you look outside

for I must have

spilt my milk

onto a painting of Monet’s

do not cry over

soggy watercolor streams



Make me your world of blames

Ripped away to

Unconscious Faults Road