swimming into wakefulness
a periwinkle sky glaring
from behind the blinds
browbeating your indolence
you to go outside
tugging this tattered
drowsy quilt up up up
slipping quietly away
coming to and finding
a soothing grey has risen
to supplant that harsh
as you venture out a whirling
array of companionable droplets
fly this way and that
mostly downward onto your
upturned countenance


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