its ok

some days its ok
that you end up stranded
in the rain
good for you
to walk yourself wet
down a street you stopped noticing
rediscover the light-color-structure
and you remember
that you are here
and why
and, most importantly, that you love this city

and its good timing
cause you'd begun to feel like you didn't belong anymore
but not tonight

and it doesn't matter that you're cold and soaked through
or that you can hear mrs j shouting out her warning
"don't get struck by lightning, girls!"
and you wonder what the likelihood of that happening
to you,
tonight,
might be

your sinuses will hate you
but what do they know?
you are home
and nothing can take that from you
not tonight