Rhinocerotica pt. II: Umbrella Hums

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Extended Poetry

The crowd absorbs it all

With a drizzling applause

With eyes of faded Grey

I’m surrounded in a sea

Of a thousand conversations

People talking to themselves

I’m quiet as a house

As a coward in the corner

As a shelter in a conch shell

They’re as boring as the sun behind the clouds

As boring as the rain under umbrellas

As vacant as it all

Nothing matters

Just me in the shelter of the corner

In the shelter of the rain

They must feel so vacant

Under their umbrellas


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