Rain Dayz

My mind lets loose the rain
when the wind blows too hot,
when tiny blisters start to form,
my mind lets loose the rain.
The clouds
are like
big categorized
mass producing
the same-old
the wind blows
a new flavor
and the rain
will come crashing down
My mind
creates the storm
and my body’s core
is the eye.
The space
where nothing should happen
The space
where I should be kept safe
from my own façade.
But the arms stick out
and I go twirling
into the sordid rains
of today and yesteryear.

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