| the_promise_of_rain | ||
| in a silent way |
a car knifes through skittish gravel making ugly music as it goes a voice and the body it belongs to shrinking to a murmur, and a pinprick blue-grey quilt not near enough to touch promises a small flood to be wrung from its deepest layer by careless hands it isn't a threat when there's no doubting the outcome promises are perfect swimmers solemn and unknowable threats are kinder things |
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