Lost In A Storm

We sat alone and watched the rain,

examined how is sliced diagonally past the windows

and saw it exploding off the tarmac like flowers bursting open.


We did not see the other along the road,

did not notice the other’s face behind a coat collar,

or spare a glance for the blown out umbrella tossed into the gutter.


I do not think we would have liked each other much anyway.



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