Raindancer

by grimbeau

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‘Your universal joint’s gone west,

its serious,

I’ll do my best.’

He frowned.

The tension was killing me

so I kicked it off

hard in the nuts.

It bolted.

You could not see its heels for dust.

‘I’ve cracked it!’

exalted the wheelwright

straightening up.

‘You had pre-stressed oil:

now you ain’t.’

I danced with joy,

it started raining.

The rain dance

is the only

dance I know

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