Drifting, and yet full awake, I began to feel a warning breeze, chilling; enveloping: and so I looked up and when I did, I saw an ominous lone dark cloud, shadowing, floating East: I thought Nature; stirring, rustling leaves and winds to blast and swish across these sidewalk cobblestones with cloudbursts of raindrops; huge like crystals; to splash and splatter my face, soak, shape and to cling my body to my clothes. Benumbed, I lay there sensing; no savoring in the rain; drenched, and with the raindrops splattering, spreading their translucent colors to have me rhyme, 'Debbie Debbie weighing sounds round and round her womb, womb. | Cue for Passion by Albert D'annibale, Hardcover | Indigo Chapters