Umbrella

Umbrella

I stand

With my faux-wooden arm

Resembling a Japenanse decoration

Piece made of bamboo

Resting against the jagged concrete

-waiting

for that chance to be me

as Jackson Pollack’s paintings become so

clear and begin to fall to the earth

so densely

smothering me with

wetness

Then I shall breathe

And then I will smile with gladness

Never feeling

So

Alive.

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