Listen—can you hear the drip of gutters?
It’s not really raining, just mist
condensing on the roof.
Listen, can you hear thunder?
No, it’s airplanes coming in, low-ceiling,
and humid air carries sound better.
And do you hear a rumble,
earth shaking underfoot, overpasses
tremble in a high wind—
no, it’s feet marching into downtown,
making the towers sway and scrape the clouds
wringing out water, rain, at last the end of drought.
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