Chasing Crazies

Onslaughts of treacherous rains on fords
Enter into orifices of insidious grey plumes.
Errs of swelling gutters spilling over edges,
Erroneous gushes of sawdering hushes
Emitting from meticulously gathered pools
Upon roofs under iterated statuaries;
Yanked out weeds from garden beds.

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Dramatic Hand Brushes

Thunderously tumultuous rumbles whizzed in pours.
We listened to those sounds while our fingers softly crossed.
Sprinkled after showers sparkled in spectrumed ranges,
Lying on curvatures of ridged polycarbonate awnings,
You ridded off rigidly with ragged towel like cloth
Against wistful pleas of please don’t’s
As traces of those droplets evaporated.

I’d try recreating pieces
With tubular glitters
Unable to recapture
The beauty we saw.

Diminishing images
Of compositions;
Lost expressions
Of those vibrancies.

I heard you say
“Try anyway.”

But you left that day

And took
My fucking glitter.

“Try anyway.”

The Sun Reigns

littleworlds
Pearls of reflections
Of refracted visions
Of distant worlds
Of what never was
Cascade down
Spinning in rotation
In orbital trajectories;
The birth of a new solar system;
In explosions;
You constantly appeared.

I recall those days
I lay in wait
For you to rise.
Moments of hysteria;
Screaming
In the confines of my mind
As raging rivers shook
Unmitigated parched thirst.

How I fell in love
So deeply.

I gave up so much.
So many things I believed I wouldn’t
Just to make her my reality.
Only god knows
What else I’d give up
While the sun reigns
In gravitation.