"drop a thought"

“drop a thought” by Lia Low


i

drip

drops that

never stop. drops

that ripple endlessly

but shrinkingly. it is pos-

sible to protect you from my

flood of my ifs and my whys with

an octagonal shield made of nylon or de-

cency. you would think my compassion would

shine enough light over you to clear my cloud

from your pathway, to prevent puddles be-

neath your feet. the clouds only thin,

and the rain still pours.

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