Yesterday I mentioned how it seldom it rains around here and then today it rained that dreary, all day kind of rain that Seattle and London are so famous for. Now tonight, it's snowing. That, at least, is more in keeping with the region. Anyway, I wrote a poem today I'm calling....
ASH WEDNESDAY
rain is forever
yesterday
lies on its back
caught in memory loops
legs spread open
the rate of decay is terrifying
before it’s too late
I confess
my mind has a past
wealth at this level
does not come without a price
-asha
Language itself is a barrier.
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