Squall
-i-
Upon the eastern
sky
of a Nebraska 'eve
Patchwork of rain
squalls
rainbow's arch creases upon pale blue
-ii-
Upon the eastern
sky
wash away the pain
Broken hearts cry
heavy is the stain
-iii-
Upon the eastern
sky
droplets pock the ground
Tears mix in
bloodshot eyes
heart sporadically pounds
-iv-
Upon the eastern
sky
all the memories fly
Purging out the
sepsis of trauma
cleansing that integrates my soul
19-083A
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