You were about to leave when the clouds dissolved to rain
Your lover's car was in the way, in a puddle
The air was thick like paint, opaque and vaguely colored
In the corner of the porch, you shivered and huddled
The creek was about to burst, but we feared nothing
It destroyed the timid soil
It pushed it to the bottom
You cried like you forgot
The house broke from the ground and slid back toward the river
It boiled and shivered, though it was just water
All this rain, and not a drop to drink
The creek was about to burst, but we feared nothing