Hammering hard against the glistening tin
Rain, crystalline rain, midnight rain
Swirling and mixing and mingling the canvas paint
The earth finally drinks, but then woefully drowns;
A deluge once again
“Go ahead, smile at the chaos”
Me, solitary me, midnight me
Mind wide open but mouth firmly shut
Split into hims and her and its and thems
Characters mirroring the earth; swirling, mixing, mingling
Trudging up and scudding down the dim, narrow passage
While still smiling and basking in the chaos
Hammering hard against my glistening tin
Nicely penned one, bravo
Nicely penned one, bravo
This is astoundingly well
This is astoundingly well written. I could read this endlessly and never tire of it.
Thanks
Thank you so much, I really appreciate that