cigarette butts point
voices chit chatting in tree
migratory birds
cigarette butts point
voices chit chatting in tree
migratory birds
steady plop, plop, plop
all day long in rain puddles
even birds are hushed
headlights reflecting
sheen on road surface obscures
lines dividing lanes
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come rain: wash away our skins
make all of us color blind
her hair all covered
old couple hold hands walking
not their street of dreams
capricious weather
spring or winter clothes depends
which way the wind blows