aaron is a great poet.

sun shines
sweat streaks
into my eyes
as i squint to catch that ray
wind caresses
gently urge the clouds
as they clear away
makes me
wonder
what goes beyond
that piece of blue

night falls
clouds return
sky on fire
watch clouds burn
rain's coming
run for cover
look around
cant escape
not at tp2e
but that's
where i'll go
where cats and dogs call
where the cold wind blows (and
bellows)
soaked
shivers in the chill
makes me wonder
if i'll
last through the night

well captured, the mood of the moment. that night at tp2e.