The favor of rain washed the city.
Wandering masquerades of hats
and umbrellas blossom the storm.
Vehicle horns curse the air. Sewer
covers are the genius of casual
art work. Steam pipes eject from below
the devils exhaust. Puddles reflect the sky,
passing tires shatter the image.
Linens smoothly wave themselves dry.
A cat warms on a brownstone stoop.
Dented garbage cans are victims without
blood. Children run as if the sun were out.
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