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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