These clouds are jagged teeth tearing holes
through the canopy. One ray of sun slips
by the canine and incisor. It is a spotlight,
warming, but I side step into the maw,
the overcast, squinting against brightness.

The storm hasn't passed, it's just getting
started and I'm just the appetizer.

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