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.
24"x48"x2" Plywood panel-painting.  Acrylics, house paint, spray paint.  Features hand-cut stenciled details.  Panel is cradled.  Unframed.
Signed and dated.