Forecast Read Showers

Forecast read showers; I witnessed sunshine
And stowed my umbrella away.
Billowing knocks forced me to stay
And soon after I followed the decline.
All distant desires I resign
As easily as forks lead astray.
Drinks on the fire to slay
My desire to steal whatever is thine.
Blood rush to the head: 17 MHz
I blink and you slip from my hands.
126 ways to sleep in the dirt
But not one which works, I understand.
Slender radii, eyes in staunch alert
I witness the sky expand.


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The first line was my six word memoir, but I reused it.