..
Wise or not,
we should’ve shot the clouds straight
through with ebony smudge
just to see where all this
delightful dark
-ness might lead.
We should’ve pleaded
with the lightning for a spark
of something more, a place
to store all this rumbled
pain. We should have
dunked, and drank the rain.
..
In November, we poem.
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Love this.