Sporadic.

 

 

How we do chase
after that melting
drop
of sunshine,
that one drop
jack-in-the-box
that pops
in and out
of the weepy,
brooding,
rain clouds
that are
like a pouting
child,
undecided,
caught between
a laugh and a grimace
while tears,
now forgotten,
chase down the cheek
and rain drops
splash sporadically.

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