Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Weather Report

A poem about a daily event.

                                                   Weather Report


                                         The morning showers are always
                                         localized in the upstairs bath.
                                         The opposite of an umbrella’s
                                         portable dryness, they persist
                                         as a stationary soaking –
                                         high speed water torture
                                         stinging me awake
                                         until I know enough
                                         to come out of the rain.

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