pre-pour

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pre-pour ( a true story in 15 lines )



the sky was mute & toothpaste stains

as high was goats & ghostly trains

the runes were prunes

come roughly noon

so groan a moan so did the drains


the clouds were shrouds of spout again

as swans sang songs & tea leaves strained

the wind blew clues

as orchards bruised

& flung dung stuck on paintings framed


the scene was snared & paired as twain

as cats spat on the window pane

the sun's balloon

was but a spoon

so dogs were frogs - the rest is rain

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