No Rain

No Rain
Quizmo LaGrande

There’s been no rain in months.
The river has run dry.
But I’m wet and swimming
Though earth’s weather won’t comply.

My tears have done the flooding,
Overflowing past the banks
Pools of overwhelming
Speculation, lies, and chance.

Eyes red and puffed and brimming,
Blurred with falsehood’s fate.
A fool will likely float here,
Defiant dreams will bear hope’s weight.

Yet the ark of dreams has shattered;
Hull hit hard upon the reef.
And now the river’s rising
Drowning tears defuse no grief.
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