bursts overhead,
clouds dark, vicious
downpour pushes
effulgence, rushes
fast down gutters, floods
ground, rises rivers, spills
high banks. Swift water cuts
interior channels,
jumping rims,
catapulting forest, weakening
levees. Rain moves
mountains, scours
never viewed, long
occulted
pools,
quiet after years
resting undisturbed,
saturated with water
tumbling slurry
under the town,
venturing across roadway
water gushing,
exiling neighborhoods--
yonder bank
zipped away.
Nancy Canyon
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