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Typhoon Driving Rain pounds on the windscreen thunder crashes lightning flashes into gashes of memory the clouds unrelenting slash their arteries spattering their aches and spleen windshield wipers furious swipers at stains that don’t rub away pockmarked brain cells bare their churning till the drumming ceases batteries tick raindrops lick leaching us into sorrow grey. |
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Poems © 2004 Kavita Jindal. All rights reserved.