Soliloquize: the result of activities in early January

i’m whelmed over by this undertow, undercurrent. Call it like it is… this gravitated water.
Or maybe i should say blasting. There’s a waterhose in our yard the same.
And it shabooshes the grass and i know the grass feels like me.
Both importuned….be back later.
It would be really nice if i could find an inner tube to hang onto right now. But i guess they migrated to somewhere.
They should’ve floated me along ’cause this precipitation hardly hits me soft, and…
If i could have one wish today it would be to whiz above gravity. (Hi, clouds.)


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