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Rainy Saturday night

I finally fet off the bus

that it's raining I realise;

but to be honest I don't mind.

"Changes", by A$AP Rocky,

the track being played;

I've noticed these differences,

both internally and externally

evident, not hiding at all -

I assume what it's going on,

to wear a mask I say "no more",

cold water do I contemplate

I smile at raindrops,

my mouth immediately opens,

my tongue eager to participate -

I want to drink the whole cloud

soaking wet, dunno hesitate

this precious, fresh nectar

I urgently need to taste.