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The Rain on Cruise's Street by Edward O'Dwyer
The Rain on Cruise’s StreetO'Dwyer, Edward
Right now
I’m envying the rain on Cruise’s Street.
And it occurs to me
I’m probably the only one,
but I am in no hurry
as shoppers
rush between Claire’s and Boots
as it heavies and thickens
and the clouds overhead
groan machinelike.
And yet my envy
I could pinpoint down
to a single
and isolated drop.
This one,
I could scapegoat for the rest
as they come down,
lashing the faded red-brick
in torrents,
turning it a muddy brown.
That full and luscious drop.
That one right there,
see it?
The one trickling
down her neck
like a lover’s liquid tongue.
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