Crocodile Tears

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The weather in places that aren't here.
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Rain on certain days acts as
crocodile tears. I hear
the weather in places that aren't
here
brings the brain down
but
I've found the mud only sticks
to souls that don't know they're
tracking it in.

Patterns can't predict with certainty
what will come
but when animals show fear of
the sun,
it's safe to assume
a storm is brewing.

Should you need shelter,
simply bury head in
clean hands.

We didn't know we were tapping to a
rain dance
but now there's
fresh
grass
in the yard at least.

2017

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