Riddance

Ok, we’ve rendered

the rendition

how often?

What were we trying

to get rid of?

We exposed the homeless

character of desire

to the weather.

Shall we talk

about the weather

worsening four times

faster than expected,

eight times,

until the joy

of pattern recognition

kicks in?

            Until the crest

            of the next ridge

            is what remains

            of division.