the sky, cracked,
split with a hammer
down the middle
like peices of a skull,
bleeding blue blood
the cllllickwhirr whistle of
nearby construction work
sounding eerily celtic
against my heart's cacophonous
thud, thud,
my feet, syncopated,
thunk dejectedly
against the great bubble-gum-tape
ribbon of pavement
like heavy drops of water
landing always, mutinously,
one in front of the other.
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