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During the night it woke me, drip drip dripping
like a clock, like a tear, a spreading puddle
changing all my plans into soggy sponges.
But during my 9:00 A.M. race through the hills
to the fields of soccer games,
the blinding ochre and straw hills
shot out wet and gleaming
patches of sun in the spaces of sky.
before the earth warmed,
before the air dried.
Tangible breaths of the invisible
rain-soaked air awakened a thirst
I did not know I had:
charged by the smell of the wet ground,
damp dust, and growth
wicking a sip for the first time.
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-All rights reserved
During the night it woke me, drip drip dripping
like a clock, like a tear, a spreading puddle
changing all my plans into soggy sponges.
But during my 9:00 A.M. race through the hills
to the fields of soccer games,
the blinding ochre and straw hills
shot out wet and gleaming
patches of sun in the spaces of sky.
before the earth warmed,
before the air dried.
Tangible breaths of the invisible
rain-soaked air awakened a thirst
I did not know I had:
charged by the smell of the wet ground,
damp dust, and growth
wicking a sip for the first time.
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-All rights reserved
