her thirst
as the rain drops
and blankets of water engulf my throat,
I start to believe,
I start to comprehend the vision that I had been lacking,
for as the rain stopped
and blankets of water escaped my throat
I had been left empty,
I had been left
searching
wishing
v e n g i n g
for more water
to drown myself back in the absence of the water,
to cure the sudden burst of thirst,
that I have needed for so long.
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