This was a writing exercise for me. I took a line from "The Crack Up", which is the notebooks of F. Scott Fitzgerald and used it as the first line. I'm not sure it's finished... I think I want to turn it into a forty days and nights flood thing. Anyway, here it is.
A taxi tipping over on a nervous night
Skidding tires on slick street rain
Crunch of metal and swirls of light
Overturning once, twice, and again
Heaven showers still rain falls
Dripping drops tell up from down
People huddled ‘gainst the walls
One by one begin to drown
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