Tsunami Time

black clouds sun rain rain rain rain rain rain rain rain drain brain rain blame loud poem fest begins tomorrow scene 13 I cry Action bodies crash to the tiny floor three die what exhausting fun it is directing one does nothing so far good Erato grant my pleas only two more weeks we pray to please mortals gods amuse our higher new mind perfect green solution merge planes space dissolve discrimination false beats random pauses discipline electrically improved drink mind retrieval water work aid wounded relish loving tsunami time ageless now