Green Rain

I am an alien, an insect, a something,

flying through the spaces between the umbrella plant leaves

which aren't stopping the summer shower from soaking thru,

rendering everything a puddle. 

There's music,

but I'm not sure if it's jazz,

or Jazz...you know what I mean? 

I hear it, but it's like the water drops on my newspaper, magnifying a G here, blurring a C there... 

Right now I think those drops are picking-up radio signals from Mars. 

Right now,

I am an alien, an insect, a something...

flying through the spaces.                                                

FROM THE NEXT 10 YRS. IS NOW COPYRIGHT 2018 TERESA BOSKO  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

48"x24"x2" Plywood panel-painting.  Acrylics, house paint, spray paint.  Features hand-cut stenciled details.  Panel is cradled.  Unframed.

Signed and dated.

NFS: COMMISSIONABLE