There's no distinction between the clouds today.
They're all evenly blended into the same
sidewalk gray.
Not really dark at all but enough to
block out the Sun.
The only signs of rain are the continuously dancing
water puddles in the road, and the silver scratches showing
up in the forest green shadows of the pines.
It's been like this all day,
all week.
Everything around me is a couple shades
darker, yet a couple shades brighter.
Dirt has turned into liquid, branches
and flowers are wilting. You'd think with
all of this water they'd be fine.
But no.
The rain keeps falling into the shadows of
the Pines, coming out of the monotone sky.
As it does, both darkening and lightening, but also
weakening everything it lands on.
