bow ties,
tongue tied.
Flooded streets.
Mind full of flooded information.
its all a configuration,
a trap.
This really isn't a problem,
and it will all eventually unravel.
I just want to make sure first.
That its the right thing too feel,
experience.
but my body,
my mind
are all giving me the green.
pushing me,
one step at a time,
until i'm drenched
and the sky unzips itself with each prevailing boom.
No, this is not like last time.
I can feel my toes,
lick my lips.
smell the fresh rain.
My heart is healed.
With a free mind,
I'll do as I please.
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