toes brushing a sky
blue to grey blue to grey
heavy with water and cities and sleeping birds
we walk slower
umbrellas neatly packed
eyes up
humming breathing palms sweating
to dodge the drops
the growing dancing drops
mixed with feathers and skyscrapers and dreams
heart opens closes
beats and drums and twists
fists to palms to fists
blinking and staring and darkness
opening and closing
all waiting to catch slivers of a sky
heavy with water and cities and sleeping birds
Friday, May 8, 2009
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