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"An Umbrella’s Dry Spell"

by Katie

I hang upside down
in hibernation.
A purple, metallic bat:
forever a slave to my mistress.
Sometimes I gaze out her window
wishing, hoping she would let me
feel the heat of the sun upon my back.

I am thirsty now
with only memories of the days
when I got to feel her
polished nails
press my button
making me robust
and stretch out to the crying gods.

I even miss her cold clutch
on my warm wooden handle,
and the times when she and I danced,
flinging water pellets into people’s eyes.
Underneath me, she sang so carefree,
while the rain pattered on my back.
I was her song, her loving metronome.

I would take a million iced bullets for her
and protect my mistress from her own tears.
But she no longer needs me in mid-July.
The clear skies have replaced me;
her warm hands clutch a Frisbee.
She seems happier bathing in the sun,
but when a rain cloud approaches

I know she’ll run back
as if she never left me in the first place.
Until then
I will hang upside down
in hibernation.
A purple, metallic bat:
forever a slave to my mistress.