the sky
was an opaque blanket
a cotton sheet
and the sun,
a blue yellow light
blocked by the sheet
the sky was close by
close enough to touch
outside was like inside
a ceiling a few meters above the rooftops
like a tent of blankets
covering the earth
a pink light came from the northwest
along with an undecided
downpour of rain
brief, passionate and noncommittal
it came and went
the ceiling opened
the sky was replaced
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