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Jul 2020
i have no idea what this rain is
  red?
  grey?
  acid?

  soul blood?
  mind meh?
  heart burn?

Summer rain
  warm wet pain
Winter sleet
  the **** complete?
Fall fall
  leaves die and all
Spring sprung
   weeds from dung

today's word is ****
not *** making love sweet luck
just ****

armageddon
apocalypse
  every feeble fruitess flirt you've ever done
     dying dead decaying on your lips

almost excellent
it's really just ex-clint

all the peaches are rotted
  disease spotted

why are you still talking
  or are you attempting singing
cancerous words spat from a tumor-riddled throat
  choked out past that merely muddy moat

did you dream of this in your delightfully dreary dredging days
  soaked drenched in the worthless wonder of your whatever always

fruitless fruits are your words
wasted whims untasted on limbs
in a barren bone orchard

suspected
or unexpected
doesn't ******* matter
one way or the other
doesn't unshatter
doesn't cease this rain smother


**** it
sometimes you just have to throw pebbles into the sea
ohNoe
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   Imran Islam and Juneau
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