The Resting Heart
She glows in torrential darkness.
Her streets desolate in the downpour.
She rests
while she can.
It comes down
comes down
down
dow
n.
Relief and frustration
by the drop.
She slows down
slows down
down
dow
n.
She shows a side of herself
we rarely ever see.
Go to sleep.
Sleep
slee
psl
ee
p
.
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