Through freezing rain
Desperately cavorting with an umbrella
Like startled starlings
Clouds of smoke
Blood thunder
Where the horizon blends
With lonely cafés
Fly-posted shops
Blistered with malice
Before a crimson cabriolet
As furious cars
Lit windows of a train
Shut portcullis
Violet neon signs
Swollen with rain
As a woman shrieks down a phone
Avoiding rampart push-chairs
Wheels within wheels
Carnival of missing dawns
Have mercy on the hands that scar
Through freezing rain.

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Thank you for reading my poems. Please don't feel you have to comment. I enjoyed writing them, I hope you enjoyed reading them, Be blessed.

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