02 March 2011

The City Sounds Different After A Rain

there was a rainbow in the sky--
(a funny word, rain-bow, a word that wraps itself around the elements.)

the rain-bow shot partway through the air, near vertical,
like a technicolor phallus.

the rain-bow lengthened, and faded, and left a smell,
like pink hazy cigarettes,

and the city gained something,
the sound of something new.


maybe the rain-bow had wrapped around me, too.

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