a chance of
rain tomorrow.
clouds and very
little sunlight.
they are not
even sure if
the sun will
rise. fifty fifty
the weatherman
says and winks.
it's an inside
joke, but i'm
not on the inside
and i'm worried
about the sun.
i want the sun
to rise, i have
more than a token
interest in
that. i met
someone who wants
to go the beach,
and we need
the sun, we really
do if i'm
ever going to see
that polka dotted
bikini.
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