I did not write this...

But I wanted to post it here just in case the original disappears so that I have it somewhere "safe", but mostly because it makes me very happy, and very sad at the same time, but mostly happy. I hope the author doesn't mind me posting it...

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I think it will rain tonight.

This alternation of rain

and sun

is exhausting me.

The sunburned skin, tired legs,

and heavy lungs of rain days—

the hysterical joy

of sun days, reckless

walking for hours, without direction,

laughing too hard, wanting more

than I am allowed to have,

gorging then, and

the next day, starved.

Tonight it will rain—

I can feel it in my body,

my chest aching again,

as if from breathing in the cold,

my head overfull, too heavy.

But tomorrow there will be sun,

that’s expected.

Tomorrow, again

madness, ecstacy, too much

happiness,

a sudden energy pulled from me

quickly as it is generated,

as if I am a battery, charged

and uncharged,

in constant rotation,

never still,

always in flux.

Do you feel this too, the bright on,

dark off, cycling

like an electrical

current that flows in and out of you

with the sun, the rain,

with seeing one another

yesterday, not today—

but tomorrow?