Rain






When it rains
I get wet
and I walk on down the street.

When it does not rain
I do not get wet
and I walk on down the street.

Whether it is raining or not,
the puddles speak to me.

Molecules want molecules
to remember their common origin.

They therefore admit, 
these bodies all around,
ocean to ocean,
cloud to cloud,
water to water;
unsure, uncertain scope 
of the circumspection 
of return 
to life.









...puttin' the Po' in NaPoWriMo...

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