The deluge descended
Cascading rivers
Over eaves occluded
By benign neglect
And bowed by
Shifting circumstance
I stood cold-shocked
And breathless
On a metal step
T-shirt plastered red
Against an aching chest
And laughing
Laughing
Laughing
For I knew this was
A baptism
And the cleansing
Of a half-clogged heart.
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