Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Today's rain is another story

A little rain closes the city down,
from the balcony I watch the drowned;
the striped ginger cat, feeding of the trash
twitching and rain sliding off my window

this city is not ready for love, the way its streets
flood with water, waste or wrongly placed words
wrapped around women's ankles
misplaced in men's pockets

No comments:

Post a Comment