hope.

the heat unbearable
and the throat
dry like
my mind
the sun
burning through
my soul
and
life evaporating
slowly

then the clouds arrive
and the skies go
dark
with the wind
that heals
your burn
with that first drop
of rain
falling down
I realise
the world
with all its
madness and sick shit
is still capable

capable of
surprises that
lull
your soul

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