Grey glooming expanse of sky. City rising to meet it. The benign thrum of traffic at the junction down the hill. Telephone wires rattling in the wind. Burglar alarm on red brick blinking into the night. The soft-padding prowl of tabby cat, slinking into shadows between car and drive.
The sky alive, a sheet of rain moving in from the east. Moving in, the sky throbbing in thickness, then it is over us, the raindrops cool against the warmth of evening, the droplets pattering onto the patio furniture, the Velux windows, the old outhouse's roof's waiting slate. The grass wet. The door stood open. A fly aglow in the kitchen's light.
Housemates drinking moonlight cocktails, infusions of blackberry and apple and ginger and mint. Smashing Pumpkins from a phone's tinny speakers. Crusted tea towel hung over the chair.
Feel these moments. Catch them as they disintegrate. Paint them softly into the mind.
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