(Contempl+Anticip)*ation

At the end of a hallway
I lie in wait
At the window on a rainy day
Open has begun the gate

Nothing yet has started
So yet I pause and gaze
The stillness of those who departed
Echoes through the grimy haze

Humidity it seeps to soak
It creeps upon you now
Every human, person, bloke
Like a stalker blending how

The rain goes on to drip and pour
I look up to the clouds above
My bones begin to ache so sore
And feel it gripping like a glove

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