Watching the tundra of concrete

slept to the rain of dusk, now
it bathes the vacant obelisk




One girl emerges

she lifts her umbrella of sun
erasing stray marks of the clouds

shuffles across the sunken pavement
healed in her wake





Sun lies in the slum of horizon
hiding in frigid blanket.
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