weather talk

I’ll never settle for the

happy-go-lucky

or the

awe-how-sweet.

I’d rather speak of the

goddamnit-you-crazy-son-of-a-bitch

and the

did-she-really-fuckin-say-that?

A cloudless day seems a dime a dozen,

but rain always feels surprising.

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