mercury mirrored clouds moan crackling tonalities,
the earth plays a metronome to it's fascinations
as tears of suffered lives
cool the soiling of a land
of human abhorrence,
the rain drip drops on asinine minds
that pleasure their own egos
while pandering false-figured geniuses
and wing-welded civilians,
in some way
the sky and the ground
repel and relieve the same,
like lightening that appears just for attention
just to show off it's colors for seconds,
just to distract others for seconds,
just like the modern imbeciles of irony,
as the liking of knowledge falls in teardrop form
places itself so down to earth
then fade to be born again,
thunder becomes the confrontation
that drowns in the rain floods
like always, the incidence is outnumbered by the rain
only to bore the hidden audience,
while quick ignorance,
i mean lightening,
steals the eyes of the famine roses
as puddle pools of subtle drools sit unsplashed