Horrid Taste: Tumblr, Followers, As we near the witching hour, I wish to you that your day past was an ever eventful one.

Watch the moon tonight

it is raining

my senses are busted

lines running across my face

clustering in my nasal cavity

the rain smacks the windowpane

hard as if it were a tin roof

like the ones I grew up with

sheets and sheets of rain

busting on my windowpane

who’s house are you looking…

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