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An old poem of mine


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nimbus

the gathering vapors, specters in grey

move in solidarity

I hold my hand out

palm stretched upwards expectantly

the first drop

falls on my head--I want to trade sensations

I want to share heat

Like cloud-to-cloud lightning

electricity is the privilege of the contiguous

Precipitation?

the storm before the flood

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