A Rainy Day At Work

on the day where there is no sky but rain
i become
an island in the sun.

drenched faces,
part rain,
part sweat…
but mostly tears
greet me around every corner.

i want to open my umbrella ~
but that would be impolite.
so i listen to humans’ heavy rains…
and smile, secretly
inside.

i love the rain…
just not
self-produced…
and on
every. single. face.

good luck
trying to drown the island.

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photo credits: daytobeyou.com