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Muses dance,

explore motion.

Segue to and fro

two steps back; a flury forward.

Satin cats, tails a’fling

pirouette, scurry choreography.

No tomorrow.  No scheduled glee for

public appearances.

Time’s a’clanging, impatient clamors

for unknown seasons.

Rainstorm howls,

cleanses,

sends tidings, murky repentance and

beard for tears. 

Savage rain tip-tapping

rhythms and blues.

Barrels for dipping, for ritual

washing, for tribal hydration, replenishment.

Agriculture,

hunger, health, hygiene.  Sordid rain,

ashen water, terror, pain, diluted

blood.

Storm warnings advise caution.

Cover yer windows and blinds.

Hide in cellars and pray.

Find salvation in fearsome company.

Oh, Hell – give in!  Cave into slippery ground;

swallow and be swallowed.

The rains came, carried fortune to further shores

and supplicants. 

Long into unspoken tomorrows.

 

 

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