Be-Muddled and En-Clayed

Dry and stifled

Dying of thirst

Then the water

It comes

It comes


And hard

At first

The latter


The true


Just not the way

Desert rain

Is supposed to be

To continue

The fall

The grey

The incessent

Pitter patter

The mind


Sense dumbing

Liquid drumming

Of the ling grey

Horns of rain

The oearls of the sky

Liquid life

Rolling into your eye

The desert


And befuddled

Doesnt know


To do

Or be

When bemuddled

And enclayed

By rain

That stays more

Than just one day

Oh the desert

Couldnt live

On the coast

Rain there

Dont play

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