Running on a Predictable Forecast

Escape,

breathing the anti-humid air
freshens my mouth with elation.

I stand surrounded by significant figures
yet my throat yells what I feel
like bubbles of free verse and lyric.

Even as raindrops nudge my head
I make room for indulging in the expected
is sometimes the brightest way to embrace.

Merrily shout

for September has taught me
how to act like a fool
& not be ashamed to live.