an empty jar
outside the house
it is raining
and the glass windows are
misty
the waters begin to rise
clouds are still heavy
and dark
outside the winds are strong
and it is getting colder
the coconut trees are dancing
and the leaves are flying
doves roost in their umbrella house
and chickens and roosters keep
strict company in the pens
an empty jar is filled with
water and there is no hole inside it
there is an overflowing
and it is what i am feeling
i am giving it sense
we shall give it sense
this emptiness, this rain, this cold,
this umbrella house,
there are no holes in them.
doves and chickens and roosters.
pens.
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