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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Sheri Vandermolen

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Monsoon Daze

Sedentary at your desk,
you hear the perpetual drips
of time's restive clepsydra
tocking down your wall.

Monsoonal swaths
streak down the not-quite-sealed pane
of a window whose frame groans,
under the waterlogged oppression
of summer's ceaseless rains.

You close your gray-sky eyes,
breathe into the mind's crevices,
letting day's accreted grit
surge into convoluted sluices
now inundated
with other selfish debris.

Again you breathe.