a crumpling crisp packet,
a mobile tin of rice,
a sprinkle of glitter,
against a black cloud sky,
a rushing of wind,
a hissing pipe,
a tinge of blue,
against a creeping night,
a splashing of sound,
a damp hair-spray,
a light little shower,
It's raining today.
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