stormtroopers on the run
rains followed along streams of light
attracted to the illumination of the city
raindrops splattered atop thin ice
triggering flashbacks of fluorescent flying insects
though the winds behaved peacefully
casualties kept arriving at an alarming rate
each lull brought back another storm
arriving like missionless troopers with an attitude
they said to get out while you still can
far away from places casting incandescent shadows
june two thousand seventeen
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