Lush It Up

Frontal depression from the west.

To cool this late August early morning.

Say that again.

Flashes, like bulbs from Hollowood.

Thunder drowned out with tunes.

Feel it come through.

Radar reveals an assurance of red rain.

Prosper is getting it good.

Tuck the patio tight.

High ceilings worth the view.

Silly little man.

That dude from the Faces.

Who wished he wouldn't have quit.

Regrets are the worst.

The first drop.

Out from the dangerous open sky.

Flying coffee.

Dogs in their inside digs.

And water fell and fell.

Gravity again.

Drenching everything around.

Spooked toads hopping crazily.

Out of control.

Plenty of action with dice chunkers and soldiers.

They don't mind getting wet.

Plants plan to feed the planet.

Lush it up.