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|art by akka b.|
Of course, It only took me all day to get - to the rocks.
But if you want the truth, it only took me all month.
I laid on the rocks and looked at the clouds.
The clouds responded with the same drunken light that stole me from my schoolwork as a kid. I let myself be swallowed by this light...rain...as the crickets groaned, "The rain is here! The rain is here!" I was wrong... they didn't "groan" they chirped.
As-a-matter-of-fact, the rocks were the ones groaning, as I imposed on them my weight. "She's letting us hold her! She's letting us hold her!" They chirped.
Again, not a groan.
Clouds and rocks and crickets were not groaning as I gave up on my fear. [Fear of being held by what I love]
How very strange