So it rains.
Let it.
I didn’t get the tarps on.
Can rest assured the textiles and boxes are beyond soaked.
Let it rain.
California needs a drink.
Maybe it’s Gavin Newsom brokering a new backdoor weather deal with Big Aunt Nancy,
To fill the water basins so his constituents shut the fuck up,
& he can just vie for the presidency already.
Let him.
HAARP needs the action.
Bring the clouds.
Break through this pressure ridge
Turn my dirt steps to mudslides
It’s fine.
Extrapolate my mess, o Beautiful Divine
Thanks for listening.
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Until next time.
