Side quest. November 20.

A poem for a rainy day in Florida.

Cold rain in rainspouts;

warm cinnamon rolls with cream cheese frosting;

pu-ehr tea like delicate mulch;

the end of my nose and the tips of my toes;

a song with tri pa let tri pa let tri pa lets;

fake wood flooring underfoot.

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