Something happened. This was back in 2010, nearly three years ago. I don't know now what it was happened and if it happened to me. I guess it mattered then. Or maybe I told a story, made the whole thing up.
Summer Storms
The impact spreads me
in a crystalline design
on the concrete strip
of my barren life.
I am willing to receive
the fat drops of rain
that are forecast soon.
I want thunder, lightning, hail,
an inundation
to drown my splintered
wooden heart in summer storms
and send it to sea.
August 6, 2010 3:55 PM
Yes. Whatever happened, it is good of you to share it.
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