68/365

You are
an unexpected storm

a long ride home, slim chance
worth taking.

Even gracious hosts
won’t ask you stay.

The Faithful
drive straight through.

Leave their clothes.

Rapture.

One thought on “68/365”

“straight through.
leave their clothes.
rapture.”

huh. wow.

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