On a freezing cold
night
the large pitch-black
clouds
zoom across the sky
right into my sight.
As the roof starts
banging, boom, splash
I step out
from the bus stop.
The splashing water comes down on me,
makes me slip.
pull myself up to recover from the
splash
as I slip, splash, thump...
from Jordan.
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