walk on

rain falling washes

hope from me

rinsing away all

but desperation




tall buildings

bully me

lean in on me

square shoulders

barring progress





cars roar by

slashing puddles

in half

headlights staring

mocking me

laughing



i walk on
with my
soaking boots
playing
shhkik kashaw
shhkik kashaw
marking
my progress
like brushes
on a snare drum