-pour

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great towering gray columns pluming up above
blooming out of the crevices of creamy white once surrounded by calm blue
angry rumbles creep across the horizon and dig their trembling fingers under the skin of the crisp air
bright hot white flashes
tingling with a sharp sour sting
bursting
burning
through the gasping clouds
booming and bone shaking and heart rattling
cracking at the edges of the tired wrinkled heavens
until

the sky opened up.
and it poured.

it poured and the tears fell as she sat by her heaved open window
feeling the thunder shake her heart
and the sky

fall down
to meet the chalky white, cobbled driveway where her heart had first flown on a warm night in may.
the slowly beating organ now stomped on and dragged and shredded
by dull
not-at-all thought out
flat empty words
still sitting heavy in her gut.
the unsettling tinge of opportunities missed
and words still unsaid
smiles unreturned
and eyes not met
settling under her tongue and burning straight through to the roof of her mouth with a bitterness that made chills creep up her neck.

trembling leaves letting their branches go falling
falling
falling
trembling hands raking through piled up thoughts in her overcrowded head. regret running down to the tips of her toes and the ends of her eyelashes
stirring up memories of
soft touches
and warm smiles
and warmer eyes
now seering holes in her aching heart.

she stood on gray legs and closed the window.
rain splattering on pane and the roof and the walls
knowing that now, her heart didn't know how to do anything other than rub it's jagged edges down her lungs and claw at her rib cage in a weeping attempt to escape its own starving hurt.
and so she sank
from where her forehead pressed against the window pane
until
the cold tile floor
reached up
to close her windy eyes.

9/27/18
11:28 pm

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