It smells like rain this morning
8 in the city sins
Like wet grass, greens
Like electric clouds
Muffler exhaust
From the A.M. Commute
On Desert Inn Road
A millipede of Toyota Fords
And Honda Accords
Mojo takes his usual ****
In his usual spot
In the wet grass, green
It smells like rain this morning.
Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 11:54 AM UTC
It smells like rain this morning
8 in the city sins
Like wet grass, greens
Like electric clouds
Muffler exhaust
From the A.M. Commute
On Desert Inn Road
A millipede of Toyota Fords
And Honda Accords
Mojo takes his usual ****
In his usual spot
In the wet grass, green
It smells like rain this morning.
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