Upon Driving in a Monsoon by Britt ZimmermanThe monsoon is stirring winds are whipping through a thick brown sky I am driving home from work pink floyd wailing quietly through my fm radio birds are losing control scattered through the currents untimely deaths I counted four in about a ten mile stretch poor helpless things one after the other taken in the underdrafts smack into the sides of speeding cars people laugh natural human reaction to uncomfortable situations I just count watching their feathers swirl the only things left feeling the impact somewhere deep in my heart perhaps from another lifetime... 08/04/2002 Posted on 08/04/2002 Copyright © 2024 Britt Zimmerman
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