the sky opened into a black hole
which did not vacuum but
poured and poured.
i wished for my teddy bear
as the car made light work of
cutting rain into rain-lets.
Stepping out of the shower
with the smell of soap and steam
still clung to my skin.
i took time to burrow into
my thick towel, whist dreaming
to slide between my bed and blankie.
and yet here i am...
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