waiting out the rain

the tempest designed the way i’ll remain if endeavors and truth tellers continue the cycle of eternities ring with the sound of tomorrow and what it will bring

when thinking through to the end before we contest what’s in front of us brings disaster’s grin

dissecting insects with tweezers left in a kitchen sink where tie offs lay limp and describe the indent we noticed when light hit your face after the first embrace

i let you go

wishing it was better this time

and

we’re wet